They will not get none, nah (in the way) Far as I'm concerned, it's in the way (in the way) In the way, minus sign niggas in the way, yeah In the way, yeah, minus sign niggas in the way The stars will keep fallin', like asteroids we ballin' So they will

I'm letting off kites over barriers If you want to shine way up! On my young niggas, on my dumb niggas Yeah (ay, oh-ay, ay-ay-ah) On my young niggas, on my dumb niggas (ay, oh-ay, ay-ay-ah) Call up the brother one time! (Ay, oh-ay, ay-ay-ah) Ay, location

Yo, llévame a la coco, yeah a la coco Ellos quieren coco, y yo tampoco Never trust a broke hoe, don’t fuck with po-po Número uno, me llama Yoko Pull up in them thing things, and let them things fling Niggas know my name ring, and it go “ding-ding” If I

Woah, yeah boy Way-way back for me I need fake niggas to get way back James Harden with the range on me nigga way back Homie start switchin' lanes, I thought we went way back I can't get no rest (We in the house) I fall asleep with a Tec (Rack) Wearin'

Pull up, we gon' shoot, don't check out the score yet Different colored coupes, shmoney on the floor yeah They know I got juice, drippin', drippin' sauce, yeah (Scum Gang!) I'll be on the block on the regular With my niggas busting at the cops, on the

Niggas keep sayin they gon' heat me up Talkin that shit like they gon' lay me down But when I come through strapped to see what's up Niggas really don't want no parts of me pal Yeah, Fort Knocks, Aftermath, Compton to Jersey What y'all fools know about

The motherfucking saga continues All hail to those believin in the real gangsta shit Cause when it comes to the real niggas It makes the shit that much harder to deal with Yeah! Above the Law up in this motherfucker "Black Mafia" for life Down with the

Couple niggas switched up, bitched up, fuck 'em I can't go nowhere without a pistol or a rubber I'm too, too player to put a bitch before my brother I'm too street smart, nigga, to serve a undercover I'm a street nigga, yeah I'm famous I'm a rapper,

Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge If you're looking for me, nigga, come get me Pu$haz Ink the label, yeah, they're my niggas You know she keep her nails done, her weave spiffy Take it to the house and get jiggy I got the strap cocked, right

Trigger finger itching got me busting holes in my crib Kodak Black, Kill Bill Yeah I kill for the bill, steal for the bill Yeah it get real for the bill I was riding for these niggas 'fore they rode for they selves 'Cause they know I'm that lil' Zoe who