Dangerous lyrics

[Intro: Cel NoLackin]
NoLackin
What you think?
(Mighty)
I still post up on my block, f*ck all this famous sh*t
I know you heard how bro 'nem hopped out, rearrangin' sh*t (Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
My mama told me stay from over there, that sh*t be dangerous (Uh, NoLackin)
NoLackin, n*gga, NoLackin (Frrt, frrt)
NoLackin

[Chorus: Cel NoLackin]
I still post up on my block, f*ck all this famous sh*t (f*ck this fame)
I know you heard how bro 'nem hopped out, rearrangin' sh*t (They walkin' down)
My mama told me stay from over there, them n*ggas dangerous (Them n*ggas dangerous)
She don’t even know I'm the one tryna drop my mask, hop out and bang with them (Grrah, grrah)
Bought my Glock, then I bought my box, throw it on the back, ain't missin' sh*t (Ain't missin' sh*t)
n*ggas don’t even come this way, last n*gga did, dead as a b*tch (Did, dead as a b*tch)
Thirty shots stuffed in my Glock, that sh*t ain't enough, swap for a KRISS (I swaped it out)
Tried to slide inside that— ooh, we bent that block, his ass got lift (Phew, phew)

[Verse 1: Cel NoLackin]
You can go and ask my block, I spent my guap and fed killers (I fed 'em)
I can't even smoke lil' bro, his ass got smoked, a head hitter (Phew, phew)
"Ain't NoLack can't go outside," can't say no names, on dead n*ggas (Nah)
Watch that turkey, blitz that block hit that top and shred n*ggas (Uh)
To the sky (Sky, sky), I'm smokin' 'za (I'm smokin' za)
We caught him lackin' (We caught him lackin') and he got fried (And he got fried)
He said my name (He said my name), he ain't alive (He ain't alive)
Wan' join the gang? (Wan' join the gang?), then spank a 5 (Go spank a n*gga)
Uh, you wan' join the gang? Don't do no talkin', catch a body then (Go catch it)
I got shooters that's gon' slide, ain't no talk, just hoppin' in (Just hoppin' in)
We got the drop, don't say no words, just lock him in (Just lock him in)
We spinnin', we spinnin', just boxed him in (Frrt, frrt)
[Chorus: Cel NoLackin]
I still post up on my block, f*ck all this famous sh*t (f*ck this fame)
I know you heard how bro 'nem hopped out, rearrangin' sh*t (They walkin' down)
My mama told me stay from over there, them n*ggas dangerous (Them n*ggas dangerous)
She don’t even know I'm the one tryna drop my mask, hop out and bang with them (Grrah, grrah)
Bought my Glock, then I bought my box, throw it on the back, ain't missin' sh*t (Ain't missin' sh*t)
n*ggas don’t even come this way, last n*gga did, dead as a b*tch (Did, dead as a b*tch)
Thirty shots stuffed in my Glock, that sh*t ain't enough, swap for a KRISS (I swaped it out)
Tried to slide inside that— ooh, we bent that block, his ass got lift (Ha, phew)

[Verse: 2: FattMack]
Yeah, his ass got hit up (Hit up)
Lil' ho called me broke, that b*tch a joke, I hold my wrist up (My wrist up)
Uh, I tell bro to go, he grab a pole and now you put up (Put up)
If that car bend down the street, we gon' start blowin' before it pull up, n*gga (On God)
I can buy you anything you want as long as you stayin' with me
Put a switch on every single gun when I'm ridin' 'round my city
Yeah, I know these n*ggas'll love to see me gone, they probably hate I'm winnin' (Yeah)
Probably lose your mind and waste your time, put faith up in these b*tches
Yeah (Yeah), if they come and slide, I lay sh*t down my faith up in this switch
Yeah, n*gga, your ass gon' die, you make my list for all the f*ckin' dissin'
Told that ho she cannot be my b*tch, but she won't f*ckin' listen
Yeah, I got flawless diamonds in my mouth that cost a f*ckin' ticket, on God (Yeah)

[Chorus: Cel NoLackin]
I still post up on my block, f*ck all this famous sh*t (f*ck this fame)
I know you heard how bro 'nem hopped out, rearrangin' sh*t (They walkin' down)
My mama told me stay from over there, them n*ggas dangerous (Them n*ggas dangerous)
She don’t even know I'm the one tryna drop my mask, hop out and bang with them (Grrah, grrah)
Bought my Glock, then I bought my box, throw it on the back, ain't missin' sh*t (Ain't missin' sh*t)
n*ggas don’t even come this way, last n*gga did, dead as a b*tch (Did, dead as a b*tch)
Thirty shots stuffed in my Glock, that sh*t ain't enough, swap for a KRISS (I swaped it out)
Tried to slide inside that— ooh, we bent that block, his ass got lift (Phew, phew)