My Set Pt.II

Cause I move around too proper
(I get around with the gleesh)
All the bitches we fuck got good doctors
(She went to Dr miami) from the back
Imma fuck up her whole posture
Whole team can perform that’s a good roster
Niggas be acting they need Oscars
AR do his thing i don’t need shottas
Niggas we trick computers to get a bag
Shoot a opp to get a lac can’t leave my gun
I be too attached
They only tote on the Internet can’t compete
I got too much shit they ain’t fly
I got too much drip
Everyday I can take me a pic couple opps go
Gotta list when I’m up
They ask do I need help
Nigga, where was you at when I fell?
I’d be rich if I sell my whole closet
Nigga you can play chess on my belt
Nigga you can play chess on my hat
They can’t fuck with me word to my Hat
Run up on me get popped like a flat
Anytime that they threw i threw back
He got hit now look at his health bar
If yall broke hit us up
We could help y'all
Just watch how that young nigga flex y'all
You a pup aR is a big dog
When I’m coming can’t nobody save yall
Ask about me in the state yard too official
Bitch I shoot like Tayy Official
Keep drippin might need a tissue
Me and Flock gon pres them missiles
If you run bullets catch up with you
My young boys gon get up with you
I ain’t even gotta send that missile
He rap bout guns all day when we see him
Ain’t have his pistol she tryna cuff me
No way, sis kick me a chevy
Or OA, bitch they be inside
When we on they shit fuck all the opps
Cause I’m they list red beams, 16’s
When we on they strip police
Big scene when we leave they shit
(Red beams, 16’s when we on they strip
Police big scene
When we leave they shit)
It was the spit for me said she only swallow
The kids for me
No, I ain’t gettin you nothin’
Look, you is not trickin’ me
Opposition know ain’t no bitchin me
Treeshes know ain’t no kissin’ me
Robbers know ain’t no stickin’ me
Robbers know ain’t no - UH

Cause I move around too proper
(I get around with the gleesh)
All the bitches we fuck got good doctors
(She went to Dr miami) from the back
Imma fuck up her whole posture
Whole team can perform that’s a good roster
Niggas be acting they need Oscars
AR do his thing i don’t need shottas
Niggas trick computers to get a bag
Shoot a opp to get a lac can’t leave my gun
I be too attached
They only tote on the Internet can’t compete
I got too much shit they ain’t fly
I got too much drip
Everyday I can take me a pic couple opps go
Gotta List