[Verse 1: Mxlachi]
I'ma die by the gun 'cause I live by the bitch
How you trappin' in the field, you a bitch
Stop cappin' in your songs, hit a l- (Hit a lick)
White plug sayin' "Don't be a dick"
When I pull up, nigga run you pockets, or I'm shootin' nigga, cause I need that shit
Yeah, I'm with Morty, finna buy some Rick
Sellin' these pounds, nigga, that's a quick flip
I got the pounds, put it on a ship
Glock 19, with extended full clips
How you in the field nigga, you dont tote
In middle school, played me as a joke
Tub full of alcohol, let it soak
How you asthmatic. but you want the smoke?
You dont love me Mxlachi
I'm finna pull on your block with the Glock 19
This not the holiday, we finna slide up on your block with the red and green beam
We got caught, tell mе what you seen
I'm the reason why your hood is a memе
I stay having bread, nigga, Jimmy Dean
I feel like Goku off a bean
[Verse 2: Smokingskul]
You diabetic nigga, cause you sweet
I put the MAC to a nigga cheek
She suck me up cause she know I'm elite
Green bean to his head, he a freak
AR-15 full him out like yoga
Green hollow tips turn that nigga Yoda
Thought he had percs, gave that nigga Boba
He stealin' my flow, made it mediocre
Pull up on your opp, act like I'm an Uber
He say he a star, he a goofy goober
I am not a GD, Larry Hoover
This clip dont jam, we dont shoot no bloopers
Yeah, have you seen a nigga servin' on Wall Street
Have you went hand to hand in a car-seat
Dread head shooter, clownin' a [?]
Plaid Louie belt, I dont know karate
Yeah, saw that nigga and he flipped
That nigga gunna, how he tip
I keep a stick on me like a pickle
I'm off a blue chew, I ain't livin'
[Verse 3: Mxlachi]
I'm making plays, I can't even go home
Slide on your block, nigga, with a big chrome
Hit in his head, now he got a syndrome
Aye lil bitch nigga, watch your tone
Trap making noise, nigga, like a tome
When I got mad, choppa made a tone
That a real [?] by the tone
They couldn't hear me so I upped my tone
.40 on me, niggas know I'ma up that
I quit my job, told that nigga fuck that
Who you gon' shoot, nigga, I'm gon' bust back
Oh you want some weed, nigga, I'ma drug that
I'ma die by the gun 'cause I live by the bitch
How you trappin' in the field, you a bitch
Stop cappin' in your songs, hit a l- (Hit a lick)
White plug sayin' "Don't be a dick"
When I pull up, nigga run you pockets, or I'm shootin' nigga, cause I need that shit
Yeah, I'm with Morty, finna buy some Rick
Sellin' these pounds, nigga, that's a quick flip
I got the pounds, put it on a ship
Glock 19, with extended full clips
How you in the field nigga, you dont tote
In middle school, played me as a joke
Tub full of alcohol, let it soak
How you asthmatic. but you want the smoke?
You dont love me Mxlachi
I'm finna pull on your block with the Glock 19
This not the holiday, we finna slide up on your block with the red and green beam
We got caught, tell mе what you seen
I'm the reason why your hood is a memе
I stay having bread, nigga, Jimmy Dean
I feel like Goku off a bean
[Verse 2: Smokingskul]
You diabetic nigga, cause you sweet
I put the MAC to a nigga cheek
She suck me up cause she know I'm elite
Green bean to his head, he a freak
AR-15 full him out like yoga
Green hollow tips turn that nigga Yoda
Thought he had percs, gave that nigga Boba
He stealin' my flow, made it mediocre
Pull up on your opp, act like I'm an Uber
He say he a star, he a goofy goober
I am not a GD, Larry Hoover
This clip dont jam, we dont shoot no bloopers
Yeah, have you seen a nigga servin' on Wall Street
Have you went hand to hand in a car-seat
Dread head shooter, clownin' a [?]
Plaid Louie belt, I dont know karate
Yeah, saw that nigga and he flipped
That nigga gunna, how he tip
I keep a stick on me like a pickle
I'm off a blue chew, I ain't livin'
[Verse 3: Mxlachi]
I'm making plays, I can't even go home
Slide on your block, nigga, with a big chrome
Hit in his head, now he got a syndrome
Aye lil bitch nigga, watch your tone
Trap making noise, nigga, like a tome
When I got mad, choppa made a tone
That a real [?] by the tone
They couldn't hear me so I upped my tone
.40 on me, niggas know I'ma up that
I quit my job, told that nigga fuck that
Who you gon' shoot, nigga, I'm gon' bust back
Oh you want some weed, nigga, I'ma drug that
( Mxlachi )
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