[Intro] [Vince Staples]
My Shirt Off
[Verse 1] [Vince Staples]
It's A Tuesday, I Done Hit Like Ten licks In 2 days
So Im Trying To Lay Low, Cops Row Past Twice
But They Probably Ain't Know That Gang Injunction sh** Ain't No Joke
All The Homies Straight Locs, And The Homies Know Me
n***a's Like To Act Hard So The Homies Row Deep
Homemade Tattoo's Read "R.I.P". Make One False Move And We Beat Yo Ass
School Started At Eleven But Skipped My Cla**
Got Some Money To Make, Broad Day With A Gun On My Waist
Leave Home I Might Run In Your Place
Take Whatever I Like Flaunt It Right In Your Face
That's the way that sh** goes when you dealing with a heathen
Got Nothing To Lose So Im Begging for A Reason
All Black M9 Just Begging For A Squeezing
The Second I Release It You'll Be Begging For Your Breathing Back
[Verse 2] [Clayton Samus]
Waving At The Jacob, They Ain't Even Know That I Got The Rogue
Status Rustling In The Backpack With Some Dope And Rolex
"sh** Ain't Even Mine But It's Mine Though"
Chop it up and drop it, Double up dopplegangin im a problem, Barkley Back in 93 play the 4 Bro can push the 1, That's Hardaway To Get The Dope
Hide The Blow Strong Arm & Hammer, Off Camera
n***as talkin hotheadedGet you embered by the Charmander
All Black Swag With Some Ill Nature Still Wavie With A Lil Bit Of Gold And A Pager
Hustling For That Midnight 87 iroc-z 28 wit the triple gold daytons
Got To Stack Yapers, Matter Fact Grab The Loud Pack
Watch For n***a's Lurking, Catch Them Vapors, Get Yo Mouth Smack
Give A Couple Days Before We Can Bounce Back
Hit a n***a for his whole stash and his wavecap