Cooling in the coupe
Smoking on some gas
Swervin lane da lane
Goin crazy fast
Dummy comin for me
Nigga thats ya ass
Test me and gang
Ima have to blast
Dropped out nigga
I Said f*ck a class
Its a test of life
Imma have to pass
If you aint first
Pussy boy you last
Drunk driven ass
Nigga finna crash
Pull up on me
Imma have to spaz
Hatin on a nigga
Talkin all that trash
Teachin some history
Leave you in da past
Lookin in da future
I got plenty racks
Im posted in the trap
Makin hella cash
Makin money moves
Chasin all the stacks
Gotta stay on go
Nigga were ya at
Splat splat
Bullet comin thru ya f*ckin back
Sense of a lion
I come to attack
Y'all niggas is fake
Y'all niggas is whack
Talking bout gang
I'm screaming out slatt
I'm out in the night
Just like Imma bat
Hit me a lick
I'm wearin all black
I get what I want
Or I'm coming right back
I said I'm the plug
I'm sending a pack
I'm makin da riches
I got me a stack
I got me a stack
You know I am rich
I'm makin this money
Can't f*ck with no snitch
You want some gun play
I won't even flinch
Slatt, Bow
I was always told
Keep da Smith and Wesson
Teaching y'all niggas game
Like a school lesson
Got out the trenches
Talking bout a blessin
Shout out to moms
I know she be stressin
Cause you know if theres
Pressure yeah I'm really pressin
And if a nigga test me
He gone earn a lesson
Put me on a salad
You know That I be dressin
My backwood just busted
Shoulda put less in
Smoking on this gas
Got me taking flight
First class typa nigga
Haters ain't in sight
Niggas flagging on the gram
But can't even fight
Had a nigga stuck
Like he at a stop light
Nigga whats the problem
Yeah I heard you had beef
Bout to pull up meet
Me in da middle of the street
We ain't bout fight
Cause You know I'm packin Heat
Make da wrong move put a nigga ass To sleep
Sense of a lion
I come to attack
Y'all niggas is fake
Y'all niggas is whack
Talking bout gang
I'm screaming out slatt
I'm out in the night
Just like Imma bat
Hit me a lick
Bitch I'm wearin all black
I get what I want
Or I'm coming right back
I said I'm the plug
I'm sending a pack
I'm makin da riches
I got me a stack
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Cooling in the coupe
Smoking on some gas
Swervin lane da lane
Goin crazy fast
Dummy comin for me
Nigga thats ya ass
Test me and gang
Ima have to blast
Dropped out nigga
I Said f*ck a class
Its a test of life
Imma have to pass
If you aint first
Pussy boy you last
Drunk driven ass
Nigga finna crash
Pull up on me
Imma have to spaz
Hatin on a nigga
Talkin all that trash
Teachin some history
Leave you in da past
Lookin in da future
I got plenty racks
Im posted in the trap
Makin hella cash
Makin money moves
Chasin all the stacks
Gotta stay on go
Nigga were ya at
Splat splat
Bullet comin thru ya f*ckin back
Sense of a lion
I come to attack
Y'all niggas is fake
Y'all niggas is whack
Talking bout gang
I'm screaming out slatt
I'm out in the night
Just like Imma bat
Hit me a lick
I'm wearin all black
I get what I want
Or I'm coming right back
I said I'm the plug
I'm sending a pack
I'm makin da riches
I got me a stack
I got me a stack
You know I am rich
I'm makin this money
Can't f*ck with no snitch
You want some gun play
I won't even flinch
Slatt, Bow
I was always told
Keep da Smith and Wesson
Teaching y'all niggas game
Like a school lesson
Got out the trenches
Talking bout a blessin
Shout out to moms
I know she be stressin
Cause you know if theres
Pressure yeah I'm really pressin
And if a nigga test me
He gone earn a lesson
Put me on a salad
You know That I be dressin
My backwood just busted
Shoulda put less in
Smoking on this gas
Got me taking flight
First class typa nigga
Haters ain't in sight
Niggas flagging on the gram
But can't even fight
Had a nigga stuck
Like he at a stop light
Nigga whats the problem
Yeah I heard you had beef
Bout to pull up meet
Me in da middle of the street
We ain't bout fight
Cause You know I'm packin Heat
Make da wrong move put a nigga ass To sleep
Sense of a lion
I come to attack
Y'all niggas is fake
Y'all niggas is whack
Talking bout gang
I'm screaming out slatt
I'm out in the night
Just like Imma bat
Hit me a lick
Bitch I'm wearin all black
I get what I want
Or I'm coming right back
I said I'm the plug
I'm sending a pack
I'm makin da riches
I got me a stack
Smoking on some gas
Swervin lane da lane
Goin crazy fast
Dummy comin for me
Nigga thats ya ass
Test me and gang
Ima have to blast
Dropped out nigga
I Said f*ck a class
Its a test of life
Imma have to pass
If you aint first
Pussy boy you last
Drunk driven ass
Nigga finna crash
Pull up on me
Imma have to spaz
Hatin on a nigga
Talkin all that trash
Teachin some history
Leave you in da past
Lookin in da future
I got plenty racks
Im posted in the trap
Makin hella cash
Makin money moves
Chasin all the stacks
Gotta stay on go
Nigga were ya at
Splat splat
Bullet comin thru ya f*ckin back
Sense of a lion
I come to attack
Y'all niggas is fake
Y'all niggas is whack
Talking bout gang
I'm screaming out slatt
I'm out in the night
Just like Imma bat
Hit me a lick
I'm wearin all black
I get what I want
Or I'm coming right back
I said I'm the plug
I'm sending a pack
I'm makin da riches
I got me a stack
I got me a stack
You know I am rich
I'm makin this money
Can't f*ck with no snitch
You want some gun play
I won't even flinch
Slatt, Bow
I was always told
Keep da Smith and Wesson
Teaching y'all niggas game
Like a school lesson
Got out the trenches
Talking bout a blessin
Shout out to moms
I know she be stressin
Cause you know if theres
Pressure yeah I'm really pressin
And if a nigga test me
He gone earn a lesson
Put me on a salad
You know That I be dressin
My backwood just busted
Shoulda put less in
Smoking on this gas
Got me taking flight
First class typa nigga
Haters ain't in sight
Niggas flagging on the gram
But can't even fight
Had a nigga stuck
Like he at a stop light
Nigga whats the problem
Yeah I heard you had beef
Bout to pull up meet
Me in da middle of the street
We ain't bout fight
Cause You know I'm packin Heat
Make da wrong move put a nigga ass To sleep
Sense of a lion
I come to attack
Y'all niggas is fake
Y'all niggas is whack
Talking bout gang
I'm screaming out slatt
I'm out in the night
Just like Imma bat
Hit me a lick
Bitch I'm wearin all black
I get what I want
Or I'm coming right back
I said I'm the plug
I'm sending a pack
I'm makin da riches
I got me a stack
Writer: Anthony Russ
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