G19 lyrics

[Intro: No Savage & Nast B]
Aye Nast
What up bro?
What it do n*gga?
Mob, aye Jourdan, you gotta turn this up on this one right here
We don't give a f*ck
I got Juu on the beat too, haha
They ain't a n*gga in this f*ckin' rap game that's gon' play with either one of us in this sh*t, remember that
Nast holdin' that sh*t down in the MD side and I got us

[Chorus: No Savage & Nast B]
Mob, can't f*ck with a pus*y or none of you fake n*ggas
Uh, up with the Drac' he ain't die that's a [?]
Just me and Nast 'bout to go out the bay with it
I got to bring every Glock to the A' with me
Nast and Wop, he gotta stay with me
Got to take bro and his men out of state with me
n*gga will die if a f*ck-n*gga play with him
He gotta die if a f*ck-n*gga play with me
Glock 22 like my b*tch she gon' lay with me
If cats on my di*k they state tryna label me
Most of you rap n*ggas really be make-believe
I heard bro got shot and I couldn't breathe
n*gga on IG pokin' sh*t that you shouldn't see
Stuck in the trap now I feel like I couldn't leave
I put the switch on the back of a nineteen
[Verse: No Savage & Nast B]
Yeah, b*tch, you n*ggas be scared of sh*t of me
Uh, I put that sh*t on his man, literally
Dracos, Vec's and Glocks, artillery
I ain't on fake sh*t this here the real me
I got so many opps wanna kill me
Drop off that stick, makin' em' feel me
I ain't the n*gga them boys wanna deal with
I put a whole lot of work in this sh*t
I was grindin' too hard man I couldn't even switch fits
Got back from Cali' I made me a quick flip
And this sh*t ain't for kids, treat the 'za like a bag of Trix
If I go broke we gon' go on a bunch of licks
I was fifteen I felt like I was 26
Couldn't do school I was more into takin' risks
Savage with me made a promise he wouldn't miss
Whippin' the coke, strirrin' that cake mix
I ain't f*ckin' with no rappers they be on gay sh*t
Uh, these lil' b*tch-ass n*ggas be opp
5.56 sing louder than opera
Balenci' my b*tch so I put her in Prada
She don't get sh*t if she don't act proper
I got a baby momma who'll slober
She eat the di*k until I start knoddin'
Uh, uh, you must tryna get you a headshot
Uh, come out the door I'm on point with a red-dot
7.62 blow his b*tch-ass dread back
How you gon' spray at a n*gga who sprayin' back?
f*ck all the Wock' n*gga I want some real Act'
Let him go down and I'ma get bro back
n*gga ducked me but he still can't duck shots
Wopo
Uh, I'm tryna move forward I can't go backward
This where I stay in the stu' if I'm not in the booth then I'm puttin' them bands in a mattress
I'm 'bout to tour all the world like a Atlas
Ready whenever I don't need to practice
Get money n*gga she say "I'm attractive"
Watch for the snakes I be seein' their tactics
[Chorus: No Savage & Nast B]
Mob, can't f*ck with a pus*y or none of you fake n*ggas
Uh, up with the Drac' he ain't die that's a [?]
Just me and Nast 'bout to go out the bay with it
I got to bring every Glock to the A' with me
Nast and Wop, he gotta stay with me
Got to take bro and his men out of state with me
n*gga will die if a f*ck-n*gga play with him
He gotta die if a f*ck-n*gga play with me
Glock 22 like my b*tch she gon' lay with me
If cats on my di*k they state tryna label me
Most of you rap n*ggas really be make-believe
I heard bro got shot and I couldn't breathe
n*gga on IG pokin' sh*t that you shouldn't see
Stuck in the trap now I feel like I couldn't leave
I put the switch on the back of a nineteen