No Littering lyrics

[Intro]
AK47
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck
Ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out


n*gga know I brought my fire to the pent'
Have lil' buddy run it up, now we lit
Black weed, we got that 'za in the trench
I ain't seen nothin', I ain't sayin' sh*t
Shoot to kill, this that game winning stick
Sightseein', I don't even know where I just went
n*gga sittin' 'round thinkin' 'bout what I spent
Think you throwed off, you was laced with some Fent'
Play my card right, I won't show you my hand
Roll my point back, and I pick up my scram
Head first, NFL, caught like a Ram
Step back when I hit, ain't getting bammed
Too many blicks, n*gga, I ain't getting blammed
Kicked out the spot, that b*tch came with her cam
Got what you need in this b*tch, just go ham
Free my big brother, get the pills from the white dude
Look for that black, I'm avoidin' my white shoes
Woke up somewhere, I departed overnight, fool
Shoot your lil' fire, give a f*ck what you might do
Everybody pop it at night, we the night crew
He think he hero, go put on a tight suit
Dive in on a lick, finished that
When I touch down, gotta take the rental back
Send you fake za' and you can't even send it back
I double down two Glocks in a mini bag
f*ck the scoreboard, n*gga, up the scoreboard
Think he finna wipe out the gang, go for it
n*gga think I ain't having aim, oh Lord
I ain't sitting in the studio, I be bored
f*ck n*gga, get in my range, come towards
Get the fire hot, pass it down, it's yours
Got on that 'za, I went up a hundred floors
Put lil' twin on, I just opened up the doors
Ain't got no 'za, I just hit up my goers
You ain't on nothin', you ain't making no noise
Bring that loadout, see who got more toys