Lyrics:

No I ain't hangin' with no rap nigga, No i can't feel it
All these Xans do is give me different type of feelings
I ain’t playing to pop at that Lil boy that nigga just trippin
I pull out the rod make them niggas go fishin
I fuck with lil bruh im just keeping my distance
I took time out to show you?
(DJ GREN8DE)

No I ain't hangin' with no rap nigga, No i can't feel it
All these Xans do is give me different type of feelings
I ain’t playing to pop at that Lil boy that nigga just trippin
I pull out the rod make them niggas go fishin
I fuck with lil bruh im just keeping my distance
I took time out to show you love, Baby you ain't get it
Hunnid slugs comin out the Glock nigga ain't gon miss
Sometimes just wanna throw the wock out, pour the tris up till i pass out
Hmm, I fell in love with a bit' that wasn’t for me
The thing that we did between me and you
Everything that we did stay between you and me
Hmm, Im applying pr?ssure with that bitch, yeah
Im just finna find out wher? that nigga live
Im on demon time, you can look in my eyes
Im on demon time
Young nigga pullin that Glock out, he rock out, he ready to go
2 love 2 da mob, still ain’t dropping no Lo
I fuck different bitches ain't claimin that hoe, oh (Hmm, hm)
I just poured this 4, oh (Hmm, hm)
Can't get locked no more, oh (Hmm, hm)
Fell in love with a drum got the scope
Strip that boy naked pockets on no cho's
His pockets they naked, nigga need a coat
Passing that hoe to the gang she a boat
My Partna be thuggin with that Double-O
Shooting at that boy if he play with my whoa
If yeen BabyLife or Mobb, Nigga stay the fuck away from me
Stingy when I got that stick, karate kickin with that blick
Put extensions on my trip, Hrrtl
Put extensions on my bitch, Huh
I gotta AR they locked me up for hijacking
17 bands on my bond get a backend
I ain't do shit what happen
Pussy-ah nigga just stop all-at aggin, huh
Bitch you stop stalking my page for I have the hoe beat yo ass tragic
Pop 'out in Miami nigga we could meet pop out with that heat do you just like dragon
You can't talk over me nigga this ain sweet put this on the mobb, nigga you can't have it
Double down Glock hangin' out my jeans pull that bitch out promise I'm gon pop it
Diamonds in my teeth nigga watch me gleam nigga watch me sheen, nigga charlie sheen
Fuck what you seen pullin out that beam
2 gun sounds make em live that dream
Diamond back stick pop out just like cream
This ain't make-believe nigga we gon' eat
Hmm, I done did pills that I knew wouldn't good for me
I done been fucked up lost my mind happens all the time, nigga this on me
I done hit licks that I knew was gon fall back all on me
Did about 6 months in rice street, 2nd month in that bit' turnt 18
When I get up off house arrest I turn up follies
I give her a bean just so she could party
Yeen never had no king, baby girl I'm sorry
Bitch I'ma Playboy, treat me like I'm Carti
Get back cause I know you weren't La Familia
Different day new bag, I'm shop at Neiman's
Open yo legs, baby girl I need it
Pass me that Glock you don't know how bad a nigga might need it