Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Might not speak if I don't know you, ****
Gotta real bad temper, I get angry and fuck over ****
Won't do no drive-bys, not no more, we just stand over ****
[Verse 2]
I'm antisocial, might not speak if I don't know you, ****
Gotta real bad temper, I get angry and fuck over ****
Won't do no drive-bys, not no more, we just stand over ****
Them boys must thought I was a hoe, I had to show them ****
Had a gun to my face, broad day, down in Baton, I ain't even much have no pistol
Woulda died for my **** right there, on God, I swear I'm too official
Why you talk like that all behind them **** back? Man, I thought you was cool with them ****
So I pick and I choose, can't make no move that shit ain't beneficial
[Verse 3]
For the right damn price, get ya wiped down nice, make ya own damn family get ya
You can run, you can hide till you tired but I bet these rubber bands a get you
I just flooded my wrist, went and bought a new ride, know these **** can't stand a ****
They gon' steal yo style, try to rush yo vibe but you can't let 'em ****
Ain't lettin shit slide, ain't rushing the vibe, it's still gon' be a killing
My **** in the wheelchair paralyzed and I know it fuck with his feelings
I done run my money way up, now, finna give these **** the business
They done fucked around and made me mad, now, tryna get a **** whole crew finished
[Verse 4]
I'm antisocial, might not speak if I don't know you, ****
Gotta real bad temper, I get angry and fuck over ****
Won't do no drive-bys, not no more, we just stand over ****
Them boys must thought I was a hoe, I had to show them ****
Had a gun to my face, broad day, down in Baton, I ain't even much have no pistol
Woulda died for my **** right there, on God, I swear I'm too official
Why you talk like that all behind them **** back? Man, I thought you was cool with them ****
So I pick and I choose, can't make no move that shit ain't beneficial
[Verse 5]
They say money bring you power, I got plenty
I got lots of ammunition, send my scooters on a mission
Tote that tool with cruel intentions
Tried to tell em it get vicious
**** dying just for dissing
Hit his ass from long distance
We just tryna send a message
We gon' leave yo people missing
In the streets, I'm well connected
I got rank up in the trenches
I got bitches up in they feelings
They ain't seen me, I been busy
I just bought me a new glizzy
It unfold when you click it
Ran them bands to the ceiling
I'm on Instagram trippin'
Had to hit the floor and thank the Man
'Cause I ain't been broke up in a minute
[Verse 6]
Won't do no drive-bys, not no more, we just stand over ****
Them boys must thought I was a hoe, I had to show them ****
Had a gun to my face, broad day, down in Baton, I ain't even much have no pistol
Woulda died for my **** right there, on God, I swear I'm too official
Why you talk like that all behind them **** back? Man, I thought you was cool with them ****
So I pick and I choose, can't make no move that shit ain't beneficial
Written by: Jairmy Long
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