Growing Up Gangsta

Great John on the beat, by the way

Ha, ha

Ha, ha

Fross

Lemme hear that

Free Dev B, bitch

Look

I saw my felons need some Activis, like free the shottas

And only real **** in my circle, no imposter

And brodie, he a demon, he'll turn you into pasta

And after we done smokin' you, we go and eat some lobster

Smokin' big Runtz, shit shootin', call it Falcon

If **** say it's lit, when we see 'em, we gon' out 'em

He talkin' all that shit, let's really see if he about it

You say you movin' hot, well we turnin' up the climate

Sellin' grams in school while you was learnin' up in class

I was addin' bread while you was addin' up in math

You was cuffing girls while I was clappin' up that ass

You was doing homework while I was working in the trap

You was up early taking field trips to school

I was up early in the field, tryna boom

You was tricking with hoes, I scooped her like a spoon

**** nutted in her mouth, yeah I know you wifed it too

Ha, we got guns, we got big Tecs

Talkin' out of line, have them kill you for that big check

And we ain't postin' on no book, ****

We'll come up on your sides and post up where you be at

**** talkin', you could get flexed

A **** been holdin' weight like I work in Planet Fitness

And please stop talkin' like you droppin' ****

The only droppin' that you doing is from these bullets makin' contact, bang

**** know my body, I be wildin' out

'Cause I be movin' like a demon, talkin' spazzin' out

Big booty bitches in the circle, they be actin' out

Ass fat, UFC, have her tappin' out

Love the freaky bitches that be actin' on some kinky shit

'Cause I be fuckin' all night, she can't believe this shit

Drop top, 'cause I'ma drop the bag if she toppin' it

I'm startin' to think this bitch a shooter the way she cockin' it

Huh, what?

Huh, what?

Huh, what?

Look

Might think I'm James Bond the way I'm fancy with my feets

I heard that she a freak, then baby we could meet

Got different color bitties and they all do tricks for me

You was workin' for the city while the city work for mes

While you was servin' that food, I was servin' fiends

You was wifin' up them thotties, I was wifin' up that breesh

You was leanin' on them hoes, I was sippin' on that lean

You was trickin' for that pussy, I was fuckin' hoes for free

We ain't fuckin' with Suburbans, this a Cadillac, uh

You was workin' for that breesh, I was takin' that, uh

Told her get up on her knees, you was lickin' cat, uh

You was out here makin' scenes, I was shootin' back, uh

You was in it, finna snitch, I was lockin' in, uh

You was waitin' for that swing, I was poppin' it, uh

I was out here uppin' scores, you was coppin' it, uh

I'm startin' to think this bitch a shooter the way she cockin' it, cockin' it, cockin' it, ah