300 Urus

Tee, his first time out of jail, he ain't give me a hug, he hugged the block (Wheezy outta here) I can be in any city, I ask 'em, "Where I find a mosque?" Gotta watch out what I say on here, they'll do me like my pops Do him dirty, crazy I never want them to do me like the opps See, my brother ain't gotta look me, if he on feet, he shoot in Crocs See, them niggas I used to love say they gon' do me like I'm Pac Tell 'em Flavor Flav around his neck, that boy live with a clock Whole district on him on a high speed, he still ain't throw the Glock Wе in war, so if you high speed with a gun, you gettin' cold Brodie dead, you sayin' his namе still, you ain't did shit for a show I don't even tell his ass to be careful, he don't even slide even to get caught Pulled up, his ass was froze, that mini micro made assault How you gon' play with me? I got money, nigga, your lil' ass gotta walk How you gon' play with me with your lame ass? Your bitch-ass gettin' caught Murderman, we call him, "Murk," we don't call him nothin' 'cause he gettin' watched (Go) Niggas thought we got into it with Drench, but I told Drench, "Send the song tonight" Niggas dead wrong tryna meet with me in a hotel with a mice You ain't chase nothin' down in years (I know) He ain't even send you money for years (I know) I'm from the Lam', we might just jump out a Urus (I know) Say he a killer, I start coverin' my ears (I know) He made a channel tryna buy some veneers (I know) It's a reason niggas ain't here with me, these niggas ain't here with me Bro gon' shoot, he get that clearance, I don't think they hearin' me See, that cousin shit be scarin' me, that shit gon' bury me They be fuckin' with the opps, huh? 'Cause I ain't they brother They be tryna hit the O up and tell 'em fuck us Still be smokin' on the Dro just before the summer These grown gangsters, they be mad 'cause they can't have my number (Go) I told him, "No" when he asked for money, he thought that shit was funny I went on the 4 and I told Mikey Lord to talk to Varney We can pay for surgery, but them other niggas can't get sturdy Knew your ass was a bitch, when you seen't the opps, said you couldn't get dirty Hope you pray for all them niggas 'cause they ain't no killers no more They be beggin' 'round the city 'cause I ain't give 'em no money I still answer, but they know I'm still not givin' 'em nothin' He just offered me protection, start to tickle my stomach She told me, "Take a Cialis," she tryna get shit goin' Heard he went to dialysis, man, his head started growin' He a killer from that side, bro, I bet I'm gon' know him He a killer from that side, I bet brodie don't know him She gave me top inside a Maybach, I ain't close the curtain And I was in front of the Trump, she got drunk off the room service She told me she scared of her ex, I told her, "I wish he would hurt you" He be on my block, his ass ain't shit, his ass a 'Wood roller You a gangster 'round her, but you ain't gangster 'round me You a gangster 'round cuz, you ain't gangster 'round C If they call you "Backdoor," man, you get from 'round me You ain't my Blooda, then you can't listen to Tee Grizzley and me Shoot the club up, I can't shoot the club up You just seen what they just did to Shiesty, you got me fucked up I don't care 'bout camera phones, forever got my gun up Rather get you before you get me, you got me fucked up I just drove it manual in the G-Wagon and got it fucked up Fuckin' the transmission up, I'm touchin' on that damn clutch Ayy, bro, bring me Smurk 'Woods, I really don't want no damn Dutch I feel like a bitch, I told a snitch I'd rather pay him up Draco in your bookbag, my Draco in my pants, tucked I ain't even gon' cap, that barrel dirty, it fuck your pants up Click it to the right, it go, rrah, fuck ya mans up If a goofy come around, Lil Boona'll put his hands up Bitch, I'm from 300, I'm the first one with a Lamb' truck Every time we fall out with them niggas, they hit the 'Gram up Migo gave me a feature with no money, he gave them grams up You can't even cut nothin' less, he got his hands full, nigga