Lyrics
Done de-de-de-deal
I talked to Cholo, said he in a hole
I can't let you hold no money, you in a hole
I love my brothers, I don't love no ho'
And all the bitch way that shit gon' show
Got some savages, they on the call
Got my cucu gang, they on the call
My brother and them, they all on goal
I'm just tryna let them know
Run up on ya block, you ain't did shit
Shot your homie, you ain't did shit yet
Fuck with me, they gon' kill shit
Call on my phone, ain't get through yet
Dope cold sold in the projects
Want twenty for a deuce of the Hi-Tech
Headshot, that **** ain't die yet
Couple hundred thou' in the mansion
Police comin’, gotta flush it
It take a six, ain’t gotta touch it
Bitches ask me for a purse
Baggin' bitches, they the worstest
I was turned up on the come up
Police comin’, put the gun up
Hopin' **** never run up
Police too, too hot
I was out takin' risks
L1 steak with some crisps
Pillow talkin' to the bitches
That'll get you shot
I was grabbin' Baskin
'Cause these bitches too hot
Deny a **** today
Bitch, no tomorrow
Skeleton Audemars
Focusin', honor roll
Millionaire when I was twenty
I can go and buy the mall
**** actin' too fishy for me
Percocet when it hit the stomach
**** say that they gettin' it runny
**** know that we gettin' money
Lookin' for war, we ain't runnin' from it
When we get bored, we count hunnid, hunnid
We hit the floor when the police comin'
Swallow drugs in my tummy, tummy
You ain't got a job, tell me, tell me
Durk in your bitch, I'm so enormous
Walked through, cause this and that
Ain't even gotta do a performance
I talked to Cholo, said he in a hole
I can't let you hold no money, you in a hole
I love my brothers, I don't love no ho'
And all the bitch way that shit gon' show
Got some savages, they on the call
Got my cucu gang, they on the call
My brother and them, they all on goal
I'm just tryna let them know
Cold ass shots, he dead, 30 Glock, F-N
Why you play with the dead? Overdose off the meds
You too close to the feds, don't play with my kids
Take me instead, **** goin' out sad, uh
Can't go outside, hang out that ride, uh
If I'ma go to jail, my **** gon' ride
Not gay but got pride, raise, cock and blast
If your man died, don't be surprised
For you I'd take a bullet, boy
In the A on the boulevard
For you, I'd take the charge
Trust you, let down my guards
Back then my car ain't start
Now my car push to start
We can't go broke no more
We sellin' phentanol
And that Wraith kiss the stars
That lil' bitch pissed me off
Shout out them burglar boys
They comin' to get it all
That dope like black cars
He tough, he act hard
That weed is backyard
He a finesser
You do not ride with no pistol
Opposition tryna get you
Bitch, I'm a dog like a shitzu
Run up a check to go get izu
One of my **** smoke crystals
And I'm thinking he official
Drugs tearin' up his tissues
Why you takin' those chemicals?
My son and my daughter identical
The 40, the 9 Glock identical
All of my diamonds, they water, they swimming pool
You stole my swag, it's like I invented you
Christian Dior, Christian Loub', Chanel tennis shoes
Your feet could hide no bones in 'em, you can't fit my shoes
Been through a lot as a young ****, you can't fix my screws
Even though you pick and choose, bitch you pick to lose
My brothers over you, bitch ain't shit confused
Turn up
I talked to Cholo, said he in a hole
I can't let you hold no money, you in a hole
I love my brothers, I don't love no ho'
And all the bitch way that shit gon' show
Got some savages, they on the call
Got my cucu gang, they on the call
My brother and them, they all on goal
I'm just tryna let them know
