Bro say that he like to glide, then we get stizzy or drink even better R.I.P. now, I ball on the header Say that you miss your bro, put y'all together Y'all niggas don't got no bodies, y'all tellin' This year alone, my brother, he got seven Can't do a Mary's, them shits look like sevens I'm wearin' Balmain with Cougar and lovers Back to the opps, I don't really do this a lot I ain't been the same since Chico got shot If you ask me, that whole thing was a plot Niggas, they switch like the back of my Glock I don't know how to rob, so get what you got Nigga, I don't know how to box Niggas around, you probably get hot Opp on my dick so much, probably get knocked I do not go nowhere without my knock AR-15, only stick in the box Brr, stop Please do not go there, my nigga Come to your city and blow that, my nigga Can't say no names, yeah, I keep it plain Because my lil' hoe right here, nigga I do my thing, on Jeff's not a plane An AP a plane, costs more than a ring My life not the same, my shit rearranged Like nowadays, pussy costs more than a stain 300 to chain, pink diamond, my ring This bitch on my dick, I cannot win, no hand She say that he really just in his own lane That's what you say when that nigga is a lame Don't hate the player, nigga, hate the game I could be a scientist, get so much brain In these streets, I be applying the pain I ain't even there, I'm on tour Ballin', yeah, should be my sport Huh, what, be this way, owe it to more Huh, what, money from selling the floor Wait, huh, now they wanna be all aboard Wait, whoa, bro to the Glock, right on tour Yeah, huh, caught a body on record Yeah, bro say that he like the Glock Then we get stizzy, I drink even better R.I.P. now, I fall on the header Say that you miss your bro, put y'all together Y'all niggas don't got no bodies, y'all tellin' This year I loaned my brother, he got seven Can't do a Mary's, them shits look like sevens Bro say that he like the Glock Then we get stizzy, I drink even better R.I.P. now, I fall on the header Say that you miss your bro, put y'all together Y'all niggas don't got no bodies, y'all tellin' This year I loaned my brother, he got seven Can't do a Mary's, them shits look like sevens I'm wearing Balmain with Cougar and Lowe