Ayo, I want me and my niggas to have back-to-back yachts Lick the M16, I got one on my opps One nigga thought he had hops, he tried to jump the fence Lord, why he do that? His kids never seen him since Lord (Ah), threw him in the shower with the chainsaw The cocaine war, give up the waps, take the chain off (Boom boom boom boom) Bleed the wall, wipe the brains off, 'caine rain cough I pray to God that the scale ain't off (The scale ain't off) The Prada slippers, jewelry glisten, pull up, half the roof missin' Ruth's Chris, stuffed chicken gettin' fed by two bitches Tyin' up the loose enders Smack 'em with the forty, now his tooth missin' Laid 'em on the table, had to pool stick 'em (Ah) It's glory, it's glory, it's Flygod (It's Flygod) Ayo, I want me and my niggas to have back-to-back Dracos Keep shootin' his house down 'til I say so I got the yayo, my nigga doin' thirty in Laredo You still got the time and date, though We not the same, yo (Not the same, yo) The shit ain't even bust down Shit ain't even bust down (Shit ain't even bust down) Ayo, the shit ain't even bust down (Ayo) The shit ain't even bust down My Colt pop like particle, cappin', ho My microwave rock and roll, let's lock and load (Ah) Tiffany handles on the white gold stones (White gold stones) Thirty in the oven, these niggas say I'm buggin' (Niggas say I'm buggin') I'm on the yard with the bone crusher like a lunchin' (Like a lunchin', like a lunchin') Yo, I want me and my niggas to have back-to-back yachts Lick the M16, I got one on my opps One nigga thought he had hops, tried to jump the fence Lord, why he do that? His kids never seen him since Lord [Keisha Plum:] Imagine if this was the last poem I write Imagine your moms snortin' lines of white Imagine the feeling when the judge gave him life Imagine if Westside Gunn never touched the mic Or imagine if Con never got shot Imagine if time just stopped Imagine if all of this and then imagine it again It's Griselda Records 'til the fuckin' end [Outro:] Uh, Gucci, and, uh, you been a longtime supporter, you still supporting after the controversies? What controversy? I'm sure you heard, you know, black, you know, they, they had the blackface sweater and, you know, a lot of prominent artists, dropping them, you know... Man, listen, I don't got nothin' against nobody Really? Um, my thing is this, I support everybody I like, everybody, and my thing is this, I like to live life and do, and do what I like to do. I'm not no follower, I do what the fuck I wanna do Right Because everybody say, uh, wear this, or don't wear this, I'ma wear what the fuck I wanna wear. I'm 'bout to go into Gucci Were you disrespected at all by the whole blackface controversy? I'm 'bout to go into Gucci
I miss the days that I had this on repeat. Thanks for making this
Serenity...this instrumental is serenity 🙏🏿♾️
Dude, I'm gonna start calling you hit-natra. Cuz you bringing consistent slept on heat. Thanks brotha!
Amazing
Ayo, I want me and my niggas to have back-to-back yachts
Lick the M16, I got one on my opps
One nigga thought he had hops, he tried to jump the fence
Lord, why he do that? His kids never seen him since
Lord (Ah), threw him in the shower with the chainsaw
The cocaine war, give up the waps, take the chain off (Boom boom boom boom)
Bleed the wall, wipe the brains off, 'caine rain cough
I pray to God that the scale ain't off (The scale ain't off)
The Prada slippers, jewelry glisten, pull up, half the roof missin'
Ruth's Chris, stuffed chicken gettin' fed by two bitches
Tyin' up the loose enders
Smack 'em with the forty, now his tooth missin'
Laid 'em on the table, had to pool stick 'em (Ah)
It's glory, it's glory, it's Flygod (It's Flygod)
Ayo, I want me and my niggas to have back-to-back Dracos
Keep shootin' his house down 'til I say so
I got the yayo, my nigga doin' thirty in Laredo
You still got the time and date, though
We not the same, yo (Not the same, yo)
The shit ain't even bust down
Shit ain't even bust down (Shit ain't even bust down)
Ayo, the shit ain't even bust down (Ayo)
The shit ain't even bust down
My Colt pop like particle, cappin', ho
My microwave rock and roll, let's lock and load (Ah)
Tiffany handles on the white gold stones (White gold stones)
Thirty in the oven, these niggas say I'm buggin' (Niggas say I'm buggin')
I'm on the yard with the bone crusher like a lunchin'
(Like a lunchin', like a lunchin')
Yo, I want me and my niggas to have back-to-back yachts
Lick the M16, I got one on my opps
One nigga thought he had hops, tried to jump the fence
Lord, why he do that? His kids never seen him since
Lord
[Keisha Plum:]
Imagine if this was the last poem I write
Imagine your moms snortin' lines of white
Imagine the feeling when the judge gave him life
Imagine if Westside Gunn never touched the mic
Or imagine if Con never got shot
Imagine if time just stopped
Imagine if all of this and then imagine it again
It's Griselda Records 'til the fuckin' end
[Outro:]
Uh, Gucci, and, uh, you been a longtime supporter, you still supporting after the controversies?
What controversy?
I'm sure you heard, you know, black, you know, they, they had the blackface sweater and, you know, a lot of prominent artists, dropping them, you know...
Man, listen, I don't got nothin' against nobody
Really?
Um, my thing is this, I support everybody I like, everybody, and my thing is this, I like to live life and do, and do what I like to do. I'm not no follower, I do what the fuck I wanna do
Right
Because everybody say, uh, wear this, or don't wear this, I'ma wear what the fuck I wanna wear. I'm 'bout to go into Gucci
Were you disrespected at all by the whole blackface controversy?
I'm 'bout to go into Gucci
Let the boom boom boom boom begin