[Intro: PDE Escobar]
Yeah, n*gga, whole lot of murder sh*t
Slaughter Gang, PDE
That boy Cassius
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: SG Tip]
I speak nothing but real street gospel music
I ain't know how to trap 'til I put my mind to it
You a sucker for some love and you really blind to it
Hundred fifty in some dubs, hit the trap and run through it
Goddamn, my life so crazy, only 20, having babies
Chasing money, I don't get lazy
I f*cked your friend, you tried to play me
I was only 13, pullin' kick doors
I ain't never go to school, I was f*ckin' hoes
Be quiet, stick to the G code
[Verse 1: SG Tip]
They put me up in beast mode
I shoot you like a free throw
Your baby mom a freak ho
She suck it 'til her teeth swole
She like to swallow and she deep throat
You a fool if you kiss her
You touch my chain, I bet I blitz you
It's so big, it's like a missile
I hit my target, I never miss her
I'm on the block selling big rocks
This a new .33, AKA big Glock
I ain't with the Twitter beef, you get your sh*t popped
This chain came from Avianne, doin' a Milly Rock
I put the dope in my nuts 'cause these Givenchy socks
I'm on your brain 'til it bust, real OG smellin' like some must
Her face a ten, her ass a plus
These stankin' hoes, I cannot trust (Hell nah)
[Chorus: SG Tip]
I speak nothing but real street gospel music
I ain't know how to trap 'til I put my mind to it
You a sucker for some love and you really blind to it
Hundred fifty in some dubs, hit the trap and run through it
Goddamn, my life so crazy, only 20, having babies
Chasing money, I don't get lazy
I f*cked your friend, you tried to play me
I was only 13, pullin' kick doors
I ain't never go to school, I was f*ckin' hoes
Be quiet, stick to the G code
[Verse 2: PDE Escobar]
You know we solid, n*gga, yeah
You know how the game go, uh
Step 'bout a big bankroll, uh
Yeah, designer my clothes, ooh
I dip through traffic, yeah
n*gga, I'm in a 4Matic, yeah
These n*ggas don't want no static, uh
Pull up and let a n*gga have it, oh
Ooh, I never had sh*t so I'ma flex every time I get it, yeah
A n*gga cough on a brick, yeah
Finesse a n*gga with a dummy brick
Ooh, I'm rockin' with the bands, yeah
The bands hold down my pants, yeah
Sipping fours of the kickstand, I hope a young n*gga don't crash
If a n*gga f*ck around, then he blast, uh, uh
With a ski mask, yeah
Left out the bank with a hundred cash
Goyard bag filled with these bands
b*tch, I told you that I'm the man
Walk 'round with a fifty in my pants
And you know my n*ggas' diamonds dancing
Uh, Kodak flex, yeah
[Chorus: SG Tip]
I speak nothing but real street gospel music
I ain't know how to trap 'til I put my mind to it
You a sucker for some love and you really blind to it
Hundred fifty in some dubs, hit the trap and run through it
Goddamn, my life so crazy, only 20, having babies
Chasing money, I don't get lazy
I f*cked your friend, you tried to play me
I was only 13, pullin' kick doors
I ain't never go to school, I was f*ckin' hoes
Be quiet, stick to the G code