Baby I feel like I'm Tupac, gotta get low, stack up the chips Fuck around might get your boo shot, she jack what you jack, she could get hit No I ain't worry bout new opps, I just got the fifth, I like how I kick Lately I been running through thots, after the neck, I got a dick I just been drilling and killing shit, I get a 48, boost my adrenaline Niggas so mad it's so sickening, they ask what I jack, I don't think they listening Opps mad cause I'm militant, he try to front, heaven be sending him Running through bands need a million, niggas be shooting but hitting civilians She wanna fuck with the kid, she wanna suck on the kid Can't get love from the kid, smoke with the kid Tell that bitch roll up the clips, pick that bitch out I ain't feeling it Period, give me the brain girl I'm curious, she hate how I move, she sick of it Baby I'm toe in the tool, they keep asking am I troll or am I wool Nigga I don't structure, come get in tune, maybe with me he might shoot out the roof 40 with me he might shoot at you too, I ain't dissing but I'm still touching fuels Said I ain't dissing but I'm still touching fuels Baby I feel like I'm Tupac, gotta get low, stack up the chips Fuck around might get your boo shot, she jack what you jack, she could get hit No I ain't worried bout new opps, I just got the 5th, I like how I kick Lately I been running through thots, after the neck, I got a dip I just been drilling and killing shit, I get a 48, boost my adrenaline Niggas so mad and so sick of this, they ask what I jack, I don't think they listening I was mad cause I'm militant, he try to front, heaven be sending him Running through bands need a million, niggas be shooting but hitting civilians Baby I'm saucy, throw up the F but it ain't for the floor See tell her get off me, focus on money I won't let them off me Structure extortion, I need my portion, buy what I want, I don't ask what it's costing Baby I'm bossing, if niggas spend I tell bandit to toss it Leaky with me so you better be cautious, pop out get figgies the glizzy is on em No I ain't dissing ain't giving no warnings, they make a show then I come out performing Bitch, they make a show then I come out performing Pop out get figgies the glizzy is on em, no I ain't dissing ain't giving no warnings Baby I feel like I'm Tupac, gotta get low, stack up the chips Fuck around might get your boo shot, she jack what you jack, she could get hit No I ain't worried bout new opps, I just got the 5th, I like how I kick Lately I been running through thots, after the neck, I gotta dip I just been drilling and killing shit, I get a 48, boost my adrenaline Niggas so mad it's so sickening, they ask what I jack, I don't think they listening Opps mad cause I'm militant, he try to front, heaven we sending And running through bands need a million, niggas be shooting but hitting civilians