​hacker lyrics

[Verse 1: squillo & wildkarduno]
Most these n*ggas talkin' on the f*ckin' 'net, n*gga never sent me the drop
If I'm slidin' with Uno, yeah, we got real guns, not no muh'f*ckin' props
Just ask when we was there, n*ggas sent the last opp and got sent to the top
Why these n*ggas tryna act like they hard but be a son of a pastor?
n*ggas ain't finna spin, I got a G19, n*gga, not a lacker
Put in all the pain, n*gga, in the stu', nig', I can never be a slacker
I'm Certified Trapper, n*gga, in these streets, I chase the cheese, n*gga, like a Packer
Takе over this sh*t, n*gga, like a hacker
I spot mе a opp b*tch, I'ma smack her
How you talkin' sh*t without a factor?
I'M KEEPIN' THEM GUNS, n*ggA, LIKE A CRACKER
I'm never lackin', I stay loaded
Keep one in the head, n*gga, when I'm totin'
These n*ggas pus*y, they demotin'
If you from that side, n*gga, then I'm hoein'
IF I CATCH ME THEM n*ggAS, SEND EM' TO THE GATES
AIN'T NO SORRY, b*tch, IT'S TOO LATE
AND I f*ck WITH MY FIVE'S, YEAH, I'M DROPPIN' RAKES
KNOW THESE n*ggAS HATE ME JUST LIKE TATE
They don't get no pus*y so they go and rape
I just got me some pus*y while I hit the vape
Me and these n*ggas not the same
When I put on that mask, yeah, I turn to Pain
It ain't my fault, n*gga, you ain't talked about (IT AIN'T MY FAULT, n*ggA, ON GODDD)
I know why they mad, n*gga, they ain't got no clout (ON GOD)
All they do is ball they fist and they f*ckin' pout (Yeah, yuh...)
How you n*ggas tryna fit in with no f*ckin' clout? (Yeah, on five, b*tch)
[Verse 2: wildkarduno]
Yeah, you say you want smoke, n*gga, what you talkin' 'bout?
GLOCK ON ME, WE CAN WALK IT OUT
That n*gga got killed, gotta chalk it out
You not a street n*gga, take a different route
n*gga, I was down bad for the P's
Glock 22 shoot like 22Gz
That b*tch on my di*k, why you gotta f*ckIN' tease?
I'm in the BEEHIVE, n*gga, with them f*ckIN' Bee's
b*tch, I CALL SQUILLO JUST HIT OUT THE LEXUSSSSS
STOP, n*gga wouldn't on sh*t in Texas
GLOCK on me, n*gga, who you testin'?
TRAP, everyday, no f*ckin' restin'
GLOCK, gon' slide with the Smith & Wesson
We gon' slide on yo' BLOCK, n*gga, hope you learned yo' lesson
And them n*ggas ain't on sh*t, n*gga, who the f*ck you pressin'?

[Verse 3: Smokingskul & wildkarduno]
Call Squillo with the tooly' (f*ck n*gga, yeah)
Need the drugs then I'm callin' up Booly (Yeah)
Rob a n*gga, take him for his tooly
What? These n*ggas gay, call 'em Rudy
b*tch, I'ma crash, call me Mikey
I need the drop, pull his IP
Chop got a beam, me likey'
I keep a K, feel like Saiki
What? YOU WILL GET JUGGED, n*ggA, FOR YO' BEATTTTT
YOU NEED TO STICK TO THE FIELD LIKE A CLEAT
I FEEL LIKE EDDIE, b*tch, I LIKE HER CHEAP
n*ggA ASS, n*ggA, YOU IS NOT UNIQUE
HEARD THAT HE DUCKINNNNN', THEN WE SHOOT HIS BEAK
THESE n*ggAS DO ANYTHING, CALL 'EM MEEK
WHAT? TAKE OVER YO' HOOD, n*ggA, LIKE A HACKERRRRR
I FEEL LIKE COS, b*tch, 'CAUSE I KEEP A DAGGERRRRR
HOW YOU A TRAP n*ggA BUT YOU WAS A PACKERRRRR?????
I DO NOT WANT THE b*tch, I ALREADY HAD HERRRRR
b*tch, I SCARPE THE BOWL LIKE A CREEP-ATTACKERRRRR
FEEL LIKE LEBRON, b*tch, I'MA COOK A RAPPERRRRR
DON'T PUT THE CAM' ON ME, b*tch, I'M NOT A ACTORRRRR
I'M IN THE STUDIO, TRYNA CATCH A RAPPERRRRR