Ian really wit these niggas

Ian really wit these niggas Yea we ain’t da same Niggas keep on playing Ian really wit da games Pulled up on da boy and I hit ‘em wit the flames Niggas should be ashamed switched sides stand out like a stain But I stay with my guys And this Bad bitch, I’ve been playing in between her thighs Sometimes I can’t even look her in the eyes I’m too high. I notice that I have a message and that’s why I write. I be up there with the kites In about three years, it’ll be well with it in our rights As long as we stay at a cop sites Or do it late at night Almost feels like I’m trying to hide a pipe I have a question for you but there could only be 1 or 2 answers 3 shots in the air, now they swear they heard the cannons 4 deep in the whip, everybody got their cameras 5 fingers on the grip, but I’m careful with the manners 6 — Six figures, that’s the type of shit I’m fantasizing 7 — Seven in the whip, got the whole thing synchronized 8 — Eight in the spot, everybody getting live 9 — Nine on my hip, but I ain’t gotta advertise Yeah, the niggas kept on playing now. They gotta meet their demise Last time I was high as fuck, but I’m sober this time Nigga kept on playing I shot him 10 times that’s a dime