[Intro]
Ayy, go, go, go, go
Can't go to your hood, you a rat
Can't go to your hood, you a rat
Can't go to your hood, you a rat
Go, go, can't go
[Verse]
Can't go to your hood 'cause you know you a rat
Fuck with the opps, turn a rat to a pack
Glock automatic, that switch on the back
Can't ride in the front, get in the back
Nigga be broke, I got the rack
Niggas sneak dissing, can't hop on my track
Bump into a opp, that bitch running like track
Get your ass loafing, you getting your ass packed
Timo a rapper, nah, he ain't like that
I send my shorty, come where you at
I put Lil Curryio on them, on a test
Don't aim for no leg, knock off a neck
Aim for the head, aim for the back
He fucked up, why y'all doing him like that?
Gave her a Perc', she gave me a neck
Get rich or die trying, I need my respеct
Opps ain't on shit, ain't no need for a vest
They trying book me, I need chеck
You know we strikers, [?] through the back
I keep a shooter, you will get wet
Bitch, you a [?] just like a freshing
Boy, you a dyke, keep doing that lacking
No, I ain't funny, don't fuck with no rappers
She need a Grammy, that bitch keep acting, go, go
You put a stick in your Smith
Lil' boy, you will die with that bitch
Nigga run up on my shit, boy, you can have it
Just know you gon' die with that shit, ayy
You put a stick in your Smith
Lil' boy, you will die with that bitch
Nigga run up on my shit, know you can have it
Boy, you gon' die with that shit
Can't do no features, leave me alone
Can't fuck with no rappers, these niggas be clone
Run up ten off this phone
You thinking I'm lying, I can give you a [?]
Don't call me out, lil' nigga, I'm next
Took off his head, he was wearing a vest
He don't diss fans, we go hard like [?]
You come through on gang, we check you like chess
You think your bitch favorite, she blowing my dick
I'm in your crib and I got the stick
It's hot on the block, we still taking risks
Watch out for the [?], we don't fuck with the [?]
My main be [?], I call her [?]
Glock .23, we slide with the slatt
Your homie got caught, he got hit in his shit
Look at his pants, the Glock made him piss, ayy
Ayy, go, go, go, go
Can't go to your hood, you a rat
Can't go to your hood, you a rat
Can't go to your hood, you a rat
Go, go, can't go
[Verse]
Can't go to your hood 'cause you know you a rat
Fuck with the opps, turn a rat to a pack
Glock automatic, that switch on the back
Can't ride in the front, get in the back
Nigga be broke, I got the rack
Niggas sneak dissing, can't hop on my track
Bump into a opp, that bitch running like track
Get your ass loafing, you getting your ass packed
Timo a rapper, nah, he ain't like that
I send my shorty, come where you at
I put Lil Curryio on them, on a test
Don't aim for no leg, knock off a neck
Aim for the head, aim for the back
He fucked up, why y'all doing him like that?
Gave her a Perc', she gave me a neck
Get rich or die trying, I need my respеct
Opps ain't on shit, ain't no need for a vest
They trying book me, I need chеck
You know we strikers, [?] through the back
I keep a shooter, you will get wet
Bitch, you a [?] just like a freshing
Boy, you a dyke, keep doing that lacking
No, I ain't funny, don't fuck with no rappers
She need a Grammy, that bitch keep acting, go, go
You put a stick in your Smith
Lil' boy, you will die with that bitch
Nigga run up on my shit, boy, you can have it
Just know you gon' die with that shit, ayy
You put a stick in your Smith
Lil' boy, you will die with that bitch
Nigga run up on my shit, know you can have it
Boy, you gon' die with that shit
Can't do no features, leave me alone
Can't fuck with no rappers, these niggas be clone
Run up ten off this phone
You thinking I'm lying, I can give you a [?]
Don't call me out, lil' nigga, I'm next
Took off his head, he was wearing a vest
He don't diss fans, we go hard like [?]
You come through on gang, we check you like chess
You think your bitch favorite, she blowing my dick
I'm in your crib and I got the stick
It's hot on the block, we still taking risks
Watch out for the [?], we don't fuck with the [?]
My main be [?], I call her [?]
Glock .23, we slide with the slatt
Your homie got caught, he got hit in his shit
Look at his pants, the Glock made him piss, ayy
( Timo )
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