Why these nigga always Trina’ hate on me Trina sty ten toes but the but they wanna take me off my feet I can’t fuck with these niggas all that lame shit not fa me imma catch these niggaaa slippin Imma take em off the streets we not talkin on the dead we gone let ‘em rest in peace niggas duckin rec they not really wit the heat bitch we droppin kings and it’s up with tmgs The way that boy paysoo tried to slide glocks had to put his ass sleep like what you niggas wanna do we can box we can shoot bro life was on a timer the way the glocks with the button made snoozz rip my nigga izzo yea my baby made the news pick yo Brody up y’all had to learn a lesson like it’s first day back to school posted with then steppas as a youngin I was a Demond me and Brody posted with the glocks 30 hangin out our pants I ain’t talkin bout no penisee why the say loe was steppin better ask how them chops bullets had that nigga leanin Momma thought I was finna go that way momma told me pray to Jesus