Sippin' that drank and I'm flippin' that work
Post on the front street or the curb
Hand to hand, auntie might get served
Sorry auntie, I ain't serve you that dirt
What you know about dracos n***a?
What you know about walk down, case closed n***a?
What you know about that kick door, move six figures?
Lay his a** down, if he move I'ma hit
Too many nightmares, sippin' lean, huh
Too many nightmares, sippin' lean, huh
Goonrich
Ridin' round in that Kompressor with my lil bro Good Intent ayy
Too many nightmares, sippin' lean
Popppin' on percocets for my sleep
Boss on the xanax, drippin' clean
Cut off his throat, throw it in the sewer
Watch out for dracos, feel that heat
Sippin' on drank, can't even see
Talkin' 'bout that cash, fft fft, beep
I feel like a rockstar on the beat
Come in the trap, yeah I'm flippin' that work
Back in the day, Boost Mobile chirp
I was thirteen with the glick in my shirt
Look at your homie dead on a shirt
Sippin' that drank and I'm flippin' that work
Post on the front street or the curb
Hand to hand, auntie might get served
Sorry auntie, I ain't serve you that dirt
What you know about dracos n***a?
What you know about walk down, case closed n***a?
What you know about that kick door, move six figures?
Lay his a** down, if he move I'ma hit him
Chop his a** down, tryna do somethin'
Homicide Gang run him down, I'ma do somethin'
Gang gang, n***a you ain't tryna do nothin'
Kickin' sh**, yeah right on the Sprinter bus
Serve a junkie, yeah right on the Brinks trunk
f**in' your b**h, I ain't know it was your b**h bruh
Sorry bruh, I ain't know that was your b**h bruh
Your n***a a fan, he tryna take a pic bruh
Come in the trap, yeah I'm flippin' that work
Back in the day, Boost Mobile chirp
I was thirteen with the glick in my shirt
Look at your homie dead on a shirt
Sippin' that drank and I'm flippin' that work
Post on the front street or the curb
Hand to hand, auntie might get served
Sorry auntie, I ain't serve you that dirt
Come in the trap, yeah I'm flippin' that work
Back in the day, Boost Mobile chirp
I was thirteen with the glick in my shirt
Look at your homie dead on a shirt
Sippin' that drank and I'm flippin' that work
Post on the front street or the curb
Hand to hand, auntie might get served
Sorry auntie, I ain't serve you that dirt