prod. highsoulja x charger
Written & Engineered by: Praise


[Hook]
Step in da spot like I dead got no rules (rules)
That b*tch tryn f*ck leave it sticky like glue (glue)
He cant come around he is not in da crew (crew)
He cant come around n*ggas taking his loot (loot)
And dont try to play it off n*igga not cool, n*gga really just took yo jamma

(Verse):
50k on his head go blam em, p*ssy not tuff he got locked in that slamma
Balenci was f*ckin on 2 bestfriends, I got 10 onna Glock no eli manning
I knew he was g*y like sittin on Santa
The Glock Gotta beam I aint talkin no Sharan
Come to his funeral meeting his parents
Bullets Gon eat up his face no appearance


(Verse 2 ):
F*ck out da way i aint talking no clearance
B*tch tryna suck on my d*ck thats generic
I cant breathe a n*gga need air, when he got a n*gga wont dere
Screaming and yelling that n*gga like karen
Pull out da glock he start b*tchin and fearin
He pull out da glock n*gga think im gon fear him
He cloning and talking me just like a parrot
He said "he gon pull up" lil n*gga i dare it
That n*gga so broke he be shopping at clarence
Just like a deaf b*tch no i cant hear
Love when a b*tch gimme neck and she stare
You not my twin why tf would i care?  
You not even God why tf would i fear?
You didnt even grind why tf would i share?
She ask for a band hit dat b*tch wit a death stare
And shoutout Balenci be totin his gear
She hang wit da opps she get left right dere
That sh*t hella wack get ts out my ear
That b*tch tryna f*ck i put d*ck in her rear
I dont got the glock he get slapped wit a beer
That b*tch tryna f*ck she got crack in her hair

(uhhhhh, uhhhh)

[Hook]
Step in da spot like I dead got no rules (rules)
That b*tch tryn f*ck leave it sticky like glue (glue)
He cant come around he is not in da crew (crew)
He cant come around n*ggas taking his loot (loot)
And dont try to play it off n*igga not cool, n*gga really just took yo jamma
50k on his head go blam em, p*ssy not tuff he got locked in that slamma
Balenci was f*ckin on 2 bestfriends, I got 10 onna Glock no eli manning
I knew he was g*y like sittin on Santa

(I knew he was g*y he like sittin on santa)

saint

Praise