This ain't something for the radio
This ain't something for the radio
This is for the n***as like me that's lettin' the 3-80 go
With the model chick that love to act a felatio
Bullet to your body, I know the exact ratio
Come from the soul like pasta noose and macyo
Plug 1, plug 2, plug 3
Rip slow, 1 slug, 2 slug, 3
On the block, drug 1, drug 2, drug 3
Epitome at heart, balls in delivery
It's hard to the day n***as is giving me the god
And if Satan waitin'
I try to k** him, no debatin' hatin'
I'm on all like my n***as elevatin'
Kinda fascinatin'
You down b**h? Or you in the cell masturbatin'?
Soul a**a**ination, either you get it or you don't get it
Either you will or you won't, with the smell smoke ghost lit it
If it's a lockout, we gon hop out
We don't pop sh**, we make sh** pop out
If it's a lockout, we gon hop out
We don't pop sh**, we make sh** pop out
Nustso, schizo, go for the gusto
Bounce when it blitz though, house of the rich though
I didn't wanna die from the balls of the pistol
Lie, keep a n***a brain fired like Crisco
n***as wanna shine like the ball at the disco
Want that money long like a headline of frisco
It's not the young boys or the OG's that get you
Yea a bullet might, but a missile won't miss you
D block on me but we went and enlist you
We all ball but we wanna a**ist you
I don't ref but got stripes and I'm official
Never been got but my n***a I get you
If it's a lockout, we gon hop out
We don't pop sh**, we make sh** pop out
If it's a lockout, we gon hop out
We don't pop sh**, we make sh** pop out
Money coming and going fast but the weed burn slow
Other n***as will die but their seeds gon grow
Yea I move H, you kept the G from the dough
I will lay a n***a down with the 4
Or any caliber gun that's in my hands
Defend my land and defend my mans
I ain't the judge but recommend you stand
Cuz I'm your honor when they move guns and grams
If it's a lockout, we gon hop out
We don't pop sh**, we make sh** pop out
If it's a lockout, we gon hop out
We don't pop sh**, we make sh** pop out