Yeah, yeah, yeah
This how's bullying guys, cause bullying ops
Yo, this how's bullying guys, cause bullying ops
I don't really know what bullying means
I used to get bullied in school as a teen
Until I started taking Rambos to the green
15 inch, I was tucked in my waistband
I better not see no police
And Joe is another dungeon of the streets
His peak on my next door, Luz de Baris
Came in a scene, with an M on my belt
And 10 on my shank
Had a song with Digger that didn't come out
Cause I don't want bad man in a bag
Halloween mask on a hot block
They're probably gonna think it's a prank
And someone told Alex stop mentioning me
Cause right now we ain't talking to tramps
It's like a hundred thousand pound
If I played with a clutch, my skin would slide
Skin you, keeps running his mat
Like he never got blown with the wind exposing
Ops, I'm exposing the ting
* it, I ain't exposing a thing
Cause we all nigga *, we don't do it for clout
If it's dark, then we go and put holes in his limb
Go and put holes in his torso
He ain't onto the gang, y'all thought so
I was robbing off mopeds in my school clothes
Used the same mopeds for a rap
They trynna hide out, they're tryna hide out
Until we find out
One day Duney got caught and slimed out
All now Duney's honchos on time out
All now they got me locked up, piss
All Now Duney slime or ain't sliming
All now Duney's strike out, ain't striking
All they wanta do is just run down gal
And take vids in da focused whining
We get the drop, knock, knock, and bind him
Perfect timing, the band all broadcasting
I have no keys, so the gang made all the kick-caps
Them climbing
All Now Duney slime or ain't sliming
All now Duney's strike out, ain't striking
All they want to do is just run down gal
And take vids in a conscious whining
We get the drop, knock, knock, and bind him
Perfect timing
In a band old Jordan I have no keys
So the gang made for the Kit Kats, them climbing
Had to put point point on the skulls
Went from decimals to emeralds
Ops got stretched out, missing credibles
See the gang creep up, putting like edibles
I was a young G, till I turned general
Fifty racks and a five-star teleport
It's great if you talk about drills
So gang gotta do it with metaphors
The strip flaming hot
Bros still put white on it like Benidorm
Try it on, onto the gang
If it was the States, then the charges federal
Wanna play boss until you get shot
These trade two bars can put you on a pedestal
Why you think I got me on blow?
Me on blow, should I tell him be sensible?
First catch me, there's no letting go
Just like, when Wanda
My young boy still go there twice
And the day didn't lack
My hunters
I think, shh, 10 ganja
The young tug, the young tug got slimed
From my sonna
All now don't be sliming, we ain't sliming
All now don't be strike, we ain't striking
All they wanna do is just run down gal
Can't take vids and I don't, she's whining
We get the drop, knock, knock and bind him
Perfect timing, a band old Jordan
I have no keys for the gang made
For the Kit Kats, them climbing
All now don't be sliming, we ain't sliming
All now don't be strike, we ain't striking
All they wanna do is just run down gal
Can't take vids and I don't, she's whining
We get the drop, knock, knock and bind him
Perfect timing, a band old Jordan
I have no keys for the gang made
For the Kit Kats, them climbing