Lyrics:
Niggas think I just be talking nigga this ain’t no rap
Watching JR hustle made me think I had to go trap
Go on missions by myself I can’t let a bro rat
Cops ah tear a squad up if a (the) average Joe crack
Y’all complaining bout slow money don’t how to slow stack
You don’t want what come with hustling I’m always onnat
I believe in shooting first ain’t got time to blow back
Seen too many niggas die cause they ain’t have they pole packed
Henny got me twisted reminiscing pouring a drink
Mama used to wash our school uniforms in the sink
Traumatized I got hella wounds scoring some green
Alcohol on my wounds I like it more when it sting
Y’all always wanna talk about it Imma stick to showing you
Bad hoes and magnums ain’t just what I’m going through
Let my brother out niggas seen his money grow and knew
One day of summer passed then he made it snow in two
Bro was tryna snatch a bird then go hit a different road
Eagle on his hip had him walking like he pigeon toed
Robbing (robin) with two cans (toucans) cause he let the smith unload
Had to pair it (parrot) with the eagle tryna get a chicken sold
They watching me yeah they know I chase a lot of dough
Illuminati hit me up they asked me is you tryna blow
You can sign and go big spill the tea we mop the floor
When we you get there loyalty is what you gotta show
Niggas can’t own me even if they try that
They throw a check I jugg it and say come and get yo guap back
Lil bro was with us then he went to find where niggas drop at
That strap too dirty when you finish come back here and swap gat
I’m from the struggle noodles was the main and the side dish
Wishing I was Timmy Turner for a fairy god wish
Brib a bando pray that it don’t get demolished
Me and Dukes was there tryna give it extra mileage
I done really took it there and let the nine spit
Ma was tripping peeped I tried to get a nigga mind split
NST who I’m with John Wick the fine print
When they read my name every chapter they gone find stick
Since I always hustled I be thinking where the time went
20 30 thou in clothes Ion know what I spent
Brody bust the Shawn Kemp on GP they comment
Bro got life behind bars cause his life behind tint
You better stick to mortal we ain’t seeing combat
Boy we K ing combat me and Taevion strapped
Smoking hella za boy this bell a Leveon pack
Sipping on some dark nigga this that Remy Ma yak
Girly wanna make me feel better cause she know my mind cursed
Told her fore she gimme head she gotta braid mine first
Tossed the hoe some dollars told her put it in her mom purse
She think I’m the star in my circle like a converse
In Detroit I’m thinking Florida that’s always my mind state
At church catching plays they can feel my phone on vibrate
Brody got some molly water when the fiends dehydrate
It come down to it they know who gone raise the crime rate
If a nigga ducking then we gotta make ya squad pay
If we get to bucking they won’t make it to where God stay
Loading up rounds while I’m listening to Sade
Hope you got a bulletproof soul after I spray

Skriptures

Lyrics:
We gotta hustle different can’t have feds in our bag now
Keys put the hook on the block like a padlock
Niggas really starving Mama know we gotta mag rock
500 for my belt I ain’t gotta sag Ma
I don’t be on the block do you understand why
Put a block in my pocket cause of how I cram guap
Clutching bucking niggas ducking cause my niggas blam glock
Put my circle on yo block turn it to a camera
Gang on the mission even if they catch you slipping
Bet a nigga still ah run me my cheese
And nigga we ain’t missing tripping like you pistol gripping
Drama he don’t want none he cop pleas
He broke not competition listen bank accounts is hitting
Nigga I can make that money not freeze
Only time you seen some chicken sitting in yo mama kitchen
Smoking reggie when he done he buy breeze
Don’t matter if I love her Imma treat her like another whore
Dukes ain’t raise me that way man I wish that I could hug her more
Don’t know what I’m into used to hoop but nah a slug ah score
I ain’t snatching ropes but I got more pull than tug of war
Stupid dumb hoe I can’t cuff you just my freaky friend
Really I should block you but I gotta let you see me win
Me Jay and Shawn got hoes obsessed with every g we spend
And it’s only zas every time we got bp in
In my sleep really I could hit his ex
Left these old niggas sour when we blew they biggest checks
These niggas burned bridges cause they see that niggas next
I ain’t bouta mend fences Imma come for niggas necks 
I be with real 5s you gone see them throwing big B
That’s a gang sign flame flying throwing big b
Roll a big b with cookie Imma Ned Bigby
No disrespect to Biggie catch him we ah B.I.G. B
Rakks was tryna put Big B in a coffee cup
He talking brazy give his grill rounds that’s a Audi truck
Like some blow step on him and bag him he some soft we cut
Got some liq and drugs when we get them off t up
My brother JR he was snatching jewels like the Holocaust
NST you know we packing tools coming all across
Niggas hoods Beezy smacking roofs if you call the laws
Spin the block like we got confused shoot through all the walls
Cut off all of y’all day 1 niggas hella fake
Then I met some real ones on days 6, 7, 8
Sticks celebrate when they clap cliques levitate
Choppa with the legs crossed sitting like it meditate
Told bro for big amount kill a man jaro (Kilimanjaro)
Red beam on a rapper bout them lines he a barcode
You on the gram hurting bet our shells be yo narco
Since our relationship too rocky fye on him charcoal
Run off with green yo family gotta say a prayer for you
Imma Vernors bottle for that green put a barrel on you
Straps hit yo door (and) sing a Christmas carol blow you
Down when we come with 2ks like our old mayor told you
Gang going dumb they can see niggas special
They think I’m a street sign upping green with the metal
1100 dollar Balmain jeans this a level
You ain’t hit Gucci kicks in between feet and pedal
They say they out here pushing p but NST be pushing ps
Pounds, pills, pints, profiles, and pistols push and squeeze
Brody alphabet trapping went from os to pushing ps
My whole fit from Paris but you steady out here pushing Peez
And niggas know what’s up I ain’t gotta say a lot
Throw TJ a knot on yo mama he gone k the block
Aim a dot spray the chop slay a opp they forgot
Gang come with pole poles like they bouta raid the spot
Bro trigger happy niggas shaking when he carry tool he
Run up and yo whole crew split like a scary movie
My niggas wild in the streets they ain’t Gary Busey
But they quick to ring a k like it’s bouta marry Gucci

Trakk 8

Lyrics:
Treat the opps like breakfast get you ate in the morning
Stay in sport in case a nigga see the jakes then I’m flooring
Jay get to pouring hit up Zay in the Warren
Sipping drank niggas snoring smoking 8ths and recording
She can’t pronounce my name hoe it’s Rob Liberachi
When I got Medusa on call me Rob Liversace
Seen niggas bang colors now them guys is Tekashi
Got you sitting holding bars like you drive Kawasaki
Glock beside me I be with killers NST don’t pretend
They swear they stay schemin until we up the heat and
Knock him off we know these niggas cotton soft
The choppa cough you get the cops involve my niggas bouta have you leaking
Rappers poor and cappin niggas quick to tell a lie
When it’s beef I work the stove put that metal to ya eye
Then I let that fire work I ain’t cheffing up July
I got 7 4 niggas that ah let a nickel fly
My brody moving weight and flexing what these niggas hurt bout
They think he trap at planet fitness cause he get his work out
Niggas die and get some followers I call that dirt clout
They aimed at yo top you should’ve ducked take that Durk route
Praising Jesus raising ninas boy it’s just a Sunday
I’m just tryna see my opps off that’s a prom date
Driving down a street I love but I always find hate
Tryna bring joy to this road feel like Rondae
I’m on Collins Ave I’m with HP Shawn, Jay
Gucci to the concrete looking like I’m buying weight
But I took the con way niggas know that grind pay
Brody Suge Knight he push the chronic like he signed Dre
Scam ion know about the girl like a blind date
It hit jays like the girl related to Beyoncé
Drinking so much Henny finna make a nigga mind break
Plus I got high between os like Lebron state
This good music indie can’t no label dotted line me
That good music check getting cloned Imma con Ye
Rakks the fiends favorite person when they try to find yay
He gone put that powder on them fiends now they laundry
Brody tryna move a bowl of white but it ain’t cereal
Feds caught him with that dog and girl it ain’t Muriel 
Spray the can at a nigga this drac from Ontario
Swing the chop it’s kicking in yo face Rey Mysterio
15 thousand on his head I made that nigga relocate
How you rich and running off just say that you don’t see no pape
How my nigga Cliff gone spin the block ain’t no is he okay
All my niggas stepping try to play me then it’s DOA
I done pulled like over 80 thousand out of BoA
She want a relationship I told her it can’t be yo way
Bring work to the table cause I’m grinding I know she won’t stay
At tables I chip in a bag not no Frito-Lay
Barry Sanders with my grind they know what my run do
Don’t need no offensive line how I’m ducking one two
Yeah you older than me nigga but you still my son too
I’m disowning you cause all them raps you spit ain’t none true
I’m disowning you they think I’m you when I swipe Visa
They hate when I’m stepping I be dressing more than Lisa
Ain’t know question niggas pressing my dawgs from the east cut
NSTs Dubs Ds till I freeze up

Rob Liberachi

Lyrics:
Seeing all this money got a nigga still juggin
Addicted tried to quit it but a nigga still juggin
I love the feeling that it give me so I’m still juggin
I told my dukes that I’ll stop but ma I’m still juggin
She pray the ride safe for Rob cause I’m still juggin
My brother just got locked he know I’m out here still juggin
Cause if the rap don’t blow my niggas know I’m still juggin
But on the real even if we blow I’m still juggin

I graduated then I started hooping with a different ball
I was sick I ain’t make college but got my degree in fraud
Really gotta thank my grandma I make pape when she involved
Snitches want us on file police refereeing yall
September milli on me run up you ain’t seeing fall
Wait I mean you seeing fall busting gat and all
Swinging a 9 iron like you on a tee in golf
Brody tryna move that pup they think he out here breeding dog
I played my cards right so I swiped a whole deck
Put you in some more debt hoe gimme yo check
She think oppas gone step don’t sweat they no threat
Pole stretch yo set want wreck know that
Bs put a whole in yo circle if you see these
That’s music to my ear like headphones in mp3s
I’m swimming deep the money sweet I can’t get diabetes
Because they know I’m made for that water like bikinis

Seeing all this money got a nigga still juggin
Addicted tried to quit it but a nigga still juggin
I love the feeling that it give me so I’m still juggin
I told my dukes that I’ll stop but ma I’m still juggin
She pray the ride safe for Rob cause I’m still juggin
My brother just got locked he know I’m out here still juggin
Cause if the rap don’t blow my niggas know I’m still juggin
But on the real even if we blow I’m still juggin

Printing this dropping that reading this writing that
Punching this swiping that dark web be supplying that
Used to box and play tonk but the cards we sliding smack
Treat them like it’s poker use the poker if you try and jack
Man I be stressed and I ain’t even got no Hennessy left
You think my enemies step they only sending me death
Threats and they be pressed
Them niggas hate my buffs whiter than supremacy get
I keep semi next to me if my memory correct
JFK died but I got enough rounds to make the next Kennedy sweat
I had to tighten up my paper dropped a Tennessee check
Don’t try to be something I’m not less it’s identity theft
Was snatching cheese off the gram said he sent money bet
I need them numbers off the back it should hit any sec
I’m ducking 12 switching names ain’t no felony yet
They question me then tell my lawyer Rob pretending he deaf nigga

Seeing all this money got a nigga still juggin
Addicted tried to quit it but a nigga still juggin
I love the feeling that it give me so I’m still juggin
I told my dukes that I’ll stop but ma I’m still juggin
She pray the ride safe for Rob cause I’m still juggin
My brother just got locked he know I’m out here still juggin
Cause if the rap don’t blow my niggas know I’m still juggin
But on the real even if we blow I’m still juggin

Still Juggin

Lyrics:
Drop dick on a bitch it’s excruciating
Billy Kimber weed with the runtz you smoking Gary Payton
I just want me something new like Sanaa Lathan
In Indiana with them blues something like a Pacer

Yeah I travel with that luggage on me cause of how I pack a gat
And I call it gang cause a nigga really dap the strap
Fed whips know they tryna put me in the back of that
Bro ah clap then he hit me up to stack a rack

I’m getting money while you worried bout eating her cat
Say you really up boy you gotta show me a couple racks
Just like Brady throwing bullets till the muhfucka flat
12 put my dawg on a check but he was in scat

I swear these niggas love flexing we ain’t into that
FN with extension make him cabbage patch
I been really making plays like a quarterback
Have lil cutty lift them up like a fix a flat

I just peeped these hoes in college still can’t read hoe this say Moschino
I’m hip they hate this trio ain’t gotta say it we know
But me bro for these chips I gotta stay free though
They thinking I’m on papers cause I’m in the booth with Po

I’m sliding for all my niggas just like my name Cleo
Bro serving niggas all the way in Toledo
My dawg say he tryna match and came with bout 3 bows
We’ll break a lil nigga down like a Cheeto

Best believe brody clutch in any situation
Cause niggas tryna steal the sauce I should call them Plankton
Ain’t no question if I’m stepping ride with lethal weapons
Drop switches on his team I should call him Kevin

I’m just sleeping on his trap talk cause I know her man lying
Bro a soldier how he stepped on blow like a landmine
Nympho just want AD this hoe can’t stand Bron
Put some lead on you if you let her like a scantron

Niggas say they tryna shoot hands but I know they capping
I be tripping like I’m off a perk when I get the package
Just got this fire ass piece this bitch really slapping
Beat the pussy down like some drums this bitch so dramatic

Drop 11 on his back call his ass Irving
Bitches iffy two faced and something like a serpent
I got my nuts in her jaws but she is not a gerbil
Qualitest in this pop boy you drinking turtle

Steady curving doggy girl and when I crack like the 80s she be pipe dreaming
20 rounds I ain’t worried bout Covid 19ing
Boy a box you gone be in tryna fight me and
It’s vacation when I’m aiming you can call that sightseeing

God put me on this earth for a purpose
Smoking zaza everyday got my lungs hurting
Bro stay on the internet just like he coding
Flexing on that whip boy this bitch really a stoly
If I ain’t know you from the jump you not my homie
Even when you get up boy they still get lonely

I’m standing in that field like a goalie
Leave him stiff and in a box like a trophy
I just got some magic ink have you think Rob been dropping checks for free
Popping best believe she addicted she don’t want her ex to see
Told her if she want a real nigga come sit next to me
We ah knock a nigga off for that fucking extra fee
I’m addicted to the money I can make it in my sleep
On the road to the grands nigga this is not a Jeep
Fiend say he off the dog then he popping ecstasy
Opps talking down bad like they mans ain’t in a leaf
Bro just dropped him in a pop turned yo mans to therapy
I’m off Hennessy healing wounds smoking remedy
I can’t let these hoe niggas get the best of me
Brody cooking up work like a recipe
Niggas asking all these questions this ain’t Jeopardy
I’m in her brains got her thinking like a spelling bee
This ain’t no SAT so don’t think that you testing me
Take identity when I slide sign NST

Triple Threat (feat. Jay Rich & Redzonebaby)

Lyrics:
If he NST imma ride for my mans
In a different lane cause that money tied in my pants
Smoking something that ah put yo squad in a trance
OBGYN to opps had they lives in my hands
Balmains cost a thou stacks ripped a pocket
This a open door hustle for them niggas tryna knock it
Astronaut inside the rocket so I never gotta cock it
Cause these niggas outta profit and they pockets still ain’t knotted
I can’t argue with no nigga that ain’t seen 20 thou
Matter fact 40 thou matter fact 50 thou 
Matter fact 60 thou matter fact 70 thou 
Man this liquor got a nigga hype lemme settle down
And ain’t no cap in facts all I do is stack and rap
While yo hand out boy I wouldn’t put no dap in that
90 minutes to the bag where I’m google mapping at
Came back with so much mama think I’m slapping crack
But in the meantime I lows wanna rewind
I’m driving having visions while listening to Kimon
I watch out for that demon the Nina I keep mine
Cause ice cubes in my glasses and my strap a LeeJohn
And the timing divine when we grind they be lying
Me Cliff and Hp Shawn we punching still ain’t decline
You in yo girly Nissan or standing at the street sign
Still tryna move a 3.5 but claim you shop at Neimans
I got the gang behind me yo girl peep my IG
She tryna see how it be Liberachi
In his leaf za tree that keep the east side sleep
He stay in design sneaks she guarantee Rob eat
Pay set up hoe she see you somewhere send her
Then we hit yo whip tools like we gone repair a fender
And if we aiming while you praying that’s the prayer ender
Strap pointing to yo top you the last air bender
Mama cried when she seen me involved with crime
That cash feel different so I do it all the time
Expensive clothes expensive food when I wanna dine
Like a exclamation Imma make a point off the line
Or like a exclamation point it’s a dot under the stick
Hunnid the clip dump it and dip when bro want a lick
Imma send the gang nigga I ain’t gone run in the drip
Feet cost 400 a kick pop him he done in a jiff
Brody told me that the opp pack prerolled
We come with more guns than a gta cheat code
We heat hold because the d cold the grass ain’t green bro
My people was snakes so that grass I just keep mowed
It cost a Wu Tang fee for this M-E-T-H-O-D man
Gang like how them be yo opps told the team they owe me bands
Blow exotics know his not it sick cause he can’t blow these strands
Jay can charge you by the month like the weed make only fans
Therapist to yo wifey seeing how her head be
She call me daddy but I never come like a deadbeat
Topped my blood brother cappin say she don’t eat red meat
Her friends perc 10s up in they boxes that’s a spreadsheet
Yo mans try to blow our spot up like a Arab we
Make you rock him on a tee now you Eric B
Stepping through see hoes and these old niggas stare at me
They want me to lend them some game feel like Jeremy
Tell bro it’s a problem with a nigga he go where is he
How he smoking niggas man he need some chemotherapy
This ain’t bowling bro hit who still standing he don’t spare a beef
They think he anemic cause they know that he gone wear the heat
In and out them banks I gotta dip out before sheriff see
I be chasing money since you don’t give me yo pair of feet
Fall off y’all banks keep my balance this a thousandaire receipt
Did his name so greasy think his paycheck bouncing every week

24 Year Old Flows

Lyrics:
They see I stack guap so I keep a strap cocked
I eat at Ocean Prime ion do no Black Rock
They sending you to coney when you at the trap spot
A shooter eat McDonalds you know he a rat now
The feds hit McDonalds lemme get a McStatement
McDouble and some fries what it took for a statement
A shooter drink a Sprite then he burp out a statement
Go in McDonalds bags and they pull out a statement

Look at what he drinking you can tell he finna fold
Large sprite light ice mean that nigga told
Why yall in the game but not sticking to the code
Screaming free the niggas where they mans did them bold
Spinning in a challenger
But when the feds get you now you just a passenger
The same nigga who done went and bust the strap and turn
And say I got kids I can’t get no calendar
It be the niggas you be busting lead with
If he say he solid then he turning fed quick
We was broke came up and got our bread lit
Praying that before you snitch you get yo head split

They see I stack guap so I keep a strap cocked
I eat at Ocean Prime ion do no Black Rock
They sending you to coney when you at the trap spot
A shooter eat McDonalds you know he a rat now
The feds hit McDonalds lemme get a McStatement
McDouble and some fries what it took for a statement
A shooter drink a Sprite then he burp out a statement
Go in McDonalds bags and they pull out a statement

Can’t get out them sentences
10 toes you ain’t standing no businesses
Sticking with niggas now they witnesses
Spending time telling cause he ain’t gone finish his
When they see us no talking just go get attorneys
The police make it hot but they could never burn these
Lawyers with us they defend whoever earn cheese
They don’t talk to niggas unless it concern fees
You think they solid but in court yo niggas Alpo
So you gotta keep the iron close Gwyneth Paltrow
He might bring yo name up in his trial bro
Blowing whistles in the jam they don’t think it’s foul though

They see I stack guap so I keep a strap cocked
I eat at Ocean Prime ion do no Black Rock
They sending you to coney when you at the trap spot
A shooter eat McDonalds you know he a rat now
The feds hit McDonalds lemme get a McStatement
McDouble and some fries what it took for a statement
A shooter drink a Sprite then he burp out a statement
Go in McDonalds bags and they pull out a statement
They see I stack guap so I keep a strap cocked
I eat at Ocean Prime ion do no Black Rock
They sending you to coney when you at the trap spot
A shooter eat McDonalds you know he a rat now
The feds hit McDonalds lemme get a McStatement
McDouble and some fries what it took for a statement
A shooter drink a Sprite then he burp out a statement
Go in McDonalds bags and they pull out a statement

McStatement

Lyrics:
Swear to God the police got Detroit on that time though
Caught my bro with weed glock and boy like he Rondo
Say she snatch souls yeah that what you said I know
Where the top dome cause I want that head honcho
When it’s beef I’m cash apping niggas send a buck or two
How you tuck yo chain be the same way I tuck a tool
Talking bout a brick of food what the plug fronted you
Only time you had a brick of food was a lunchable
Brody got exotic boy them Reggie bows dead
Is they heavy loads yeah making steady pros spread
How these niggas snitching when these semi poles shred
Could’ve been a real nigga but instead he chose fed
Nigga said this hoe his wifey I’m like that’s yo who ha
When we go on dates I’m stuffing pills in her hoo ha
Tryna send me up about this hoe you sending who high
Police ask me bout yo body I’m gone be like who ha
She gone get hit again 
I’m that nigga friend that she lick up when 
She want liquor then wanna get a tan
Why you tripping I won’t take her out of Michigan
Every nigga with me strapped with a glock to blow
I’m on the west toting a Drake and I’m bouta glow
6 7 niggas pulling up when I drop the lo
Big nina I go where she go (Shego) like Kim Possible
How come girly wanna have my baby cause her man not sporting these
It ain’t no hoe trapping me because I got abortion cheese
When she suck it I say swallow every orphan please
Off these foreign sneaks 650 you won’t see me pay no Jordan fees
You from that way nigga show me what that way bout
Like the drive in I’m just tryna see it play out
Killing over hoes I ain’t never taking they route
Looking for the girl like a fiend in a yay drought
Clean and dirty bread yeah I got both kinds
My pocket change it ah get you out them Cole Haans
When you get locked you ain’t have no bread for yo bonds
You always talking money but we ain’t see no signs of that
If I was y’all niggas I would go find a strap
Unless y’all cool with knowing that y’all bro tryna rat
You flexing for these hoes niggas don’t grind to stack
I’m in a different league you look broke buying a scat
I want some millies so my whole team be straight
Like a waitress bringing bills they can see we ate
Porch babies talking wild like the street be safe
NST when it’s beef niggas ebk
Girly hit me up I’m tryna slaughter that
She stay with her daddy I pull up like where yo daughter at
He say what you want with her I said she got that water cat
Sipping Hen and topping me that be yo baby starter pack
Brody got it for the low you like trees too
Get a lot for a little just like Chinese food
You run off with a sack glock 19s drew
I ain’t Kanye niggas know my ultralight beam shoot
10 niggas stepping on you that was from the jump
While I grind for presidential roles like I’m under Trump
I’m going up for new years thotties wanna come
Celebrate me for the New Year cause I’m one of one (1/01)

Take Me Away

Lyrics:
Nigga I done seen a lot I ain’t never been a valet
I’m on my toes when I spin I ain’t into ballet
You talking bout you trapping like you really selling that yay
You only trapped yo baby mama you ain’t never have weight
They see how I’m rocking now they wanna see me take a fall
I be online shopping buying Gucci cause I hate the mall
Niggas see me shining but I still ain’t got a plate for y’all
Brody got that fent fent fent now the fiends chase the dog
Brody got a baby on him that’s a different body bag
Junkies want the needle with the line (lying) like a polygraph
Niggas drive they baby mama whip and don’t know why she mad
Cause she wanna cheat on you and come to Liberachi pad
I could never love a hoe because I’m not a scrub
Might put on Lil Wayne so he can tell me how to love
She staring at my hands cause I got it out the mud
It’s cost me sweat and tears and I lost a lot of blood
Free Junior he done popped some niggas to retirement
If Robert down he (Downey) Junior cause I’m popping up with Iron Man
Got a hunnid hollows hitting yo entire clan
Bring that rusty tool you gone die with that expired can
I’m tryna make this 5 bands triple 
Bro selling shih tzu but that’s still a pit move
I keep a pistol cause these niggas rent due
Don’t make me split you bout a money issue
Dexter and Richton stepping with Jay Richerton
Niggas think we Alpo tryna go get rich again
From the murda mitten get yo SnapBack hit for 10
I ain’t never did no time but I still ain’t innocent
Nigga NST spinning on you everyday
And if we miss you we gone hit the replay
Cause we on timing (and) pray yo squad don’t be late
Y’all IG wolfing niggas soft and bleed fake
Don’t get to talking like you ready my nigga
He said he steppin but I bet he not finna
Cause if he do I squeeze the semi glock trigger
Nina straight spitting niggas swear she Rah Digga
I paid a light 400 for this lil North Face
250 for some dinner I don’t got no poor taste
Cause it’s a dress code niggas can’t afford plates
Hoes rock they best just for me bust in whores braces
She say take me to some more places
Imma teach her how to score chases
Packages we catch before cases
Have you stepping in Dior laces
My morale and big steppers on my feet cause I’m so into Dolce
When I put my mind (mond) on that green Imma go Dray
Shout out to my East side niggas getting dough they
Locked my brother up free East Warren Jose

Dexter and Richton

Lyrics:
Smoking Mary Jane they like why you bring this in
Cause Robert be a menace off a shot of Jameson
She see NST she be like where my favorites been
Steady stacking when we finished entertain us then
Playing baseball in the field chasing hits
Getting Bugels (bugles) daily cause my steel taking pics
Rock a mask keep my face concealed slangin this
My identity can’t be revealed making flips
I eat some flame box if she toss a loaf of bread
When she cum raindrops falling on my head
Hit niggas main thots all them wanna beg
Me to slide bang twats calling for the head
My will to kill opps gave me this
And I’m strapped with a semi otto octavius
4 arms strapped niggas better not say we missed
Cause we still alive and yo body got 86d
They be pissed I be snatching niggas hoes smoke some green then she goblin
Gucci got her weezy cause we be steady mobbin
Shoutout to my ex my old b (Obi) said she topping (toppin)
Then she punching rings (punch in rings) she go Creed when we shopping
50 rounds when I slide drop 46
Fox 2 news you know what the top story is
Can’t dodge bullets cause you niggas not Morphius
Bad scene on the screen thought I watched Morbius
Her man lazy leave him then chase me
Love made her fall harder than Gwen Stacey
Don’t matter where I’m at when I spend they see
Misery (Missouri) need company I’m in KC
We sell whatever NA say can do some harm
Dog fiends Doctor Connor’s cause the way they shoot the arm
If we need ps hit up TT we can use a pharm
Police sirens woke us up we never got a new alarm
He ain’t sentenced yet but he snitching bet
Put a round to his head now he Quentin Beck
Every single hoe a bird when they giving neck
Head going back and forth like when a pigeon step
If I was Peter Brock would’ve got capped already
They think I’m Venom cause I would’ve blacked on Eddie
Them quarters still ain’t selling boy yo pack so petty
I got a eye for seeing who ain’t stacked no fetty
I’m always on a hustle she want time I spin her
I’m on a web slinging music think I’m Han Zimmer
Niggas see me with they hoe and get beyond bitter
She think I’m Peter Imma ring it at a fine dinner
Now you wanna beef cause I hit yo real mammy
Guess where yo uncle been (Ben) triggers quick to peel family
Bro left the k at home but he brought the lil whammy
They found a opp neck less (necklace) feds think it’s Trill Sammy
Friend of a fiend he want Brenda or Steve
Told him pull up on my brother for that Bella Hadid
If you ain’t got it on you nigga Zelle us the cheese
Cause if you late I fire like I’m Mr. Aziz
We used to fight now we making family ties mourn
They backing out the beef these some scary times for’em
Brody slapping h out the Marriotts touring
The boy smacking fiends call it Harry Osborn

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