3AM
Swiggy on it, what up
Ayy, just listen to what I'm sayin
When I say what I'm sayin
How I say what I'm sayin
Fuck niggas
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Walk around with a game in my hand
Gotta b on the Glock when I shoot that bitch
Keep glitchin
Had to tune the laser to match the sight
So When I shoot at the opps, I won't be missin
Mama cryin on the news talkin' bout her son
His bitch ass shouldn't been dissin
She tryna argue, so I hop in the scat
I press on the gas, I ain't tryna listen
Hop hop in the track, that's 707
You know that's my favorite number
They think that we from OKC
We got big shit that sound like thunder
She wanna play games and not respond
That's why I just blocked her number
Them niggas so scared to come out the house
I'm sittin' there campin' like I'm a hunter
071 079, lil' bitch, that's where I was raised
OG thought I was goin' to the league
I told her mama that was just a phase
I got me a Button
Bro got him a Drac it ain't shit, to go tap a hat
I hate a OT nigga who steady tryna diss
Lil' nigga just slide to the raq
Montana was savage, he took one with him
Ain't nan nigga make him a pack
Take a wood to the head
I'm tryna get fried, lil' nigga, that's how I relax
Got tired of str8, I call my driver
We comin' in all black lac
Lil' 4nem bugs, they ready to toss
All I gotta do is tell em attack
Lil dell, just told me he don't like to drink
Cause it feel like he off his pivot
I'm a gangster, baby, I don't got time the opps
I'm tryna spin em
Adjust my hand when I get to tossin
I'm tryna hit him in the head
She tryna suck my dick, I told her
Nah, let me fuck instead
It's gettin' hot outside
You niggas gon' die for enjoyin' the weather
That switch get to shootin' in every direction
That bitch tryna hit at whoever
Got set up by a bitch
Shoulda used yo head, I thought you was clever
We ridin' with sticks, I ain't hoppin' in whips
Them bitches not hemi or better
You know it was us when you hear some shots in the city
Preferably 50
They see we got motion with this shit
So they tryna get in with me
She ask my cousin why I'm not talkin
She told her ass, lil' Ike not friendly
I call this glock
G abortion, that bitch delete like a plan B
Like a plan B, nigga