C4

Yeah, pussy nigga try me on some lame now
Can’t compare to nobody, it’s my lane now, yeah
Why the fuck these niggas sound the same now? Yeah
You ain’t 'Tana rackin', you’re to blame now, yeah
I ain’t never cared about no other
Niggas steady plottin', so I only trust my brother
I wouldn’t be livin' if it wasn’t for my mother
If that nigga dissin', we gon' slide and let him suffer
In the stu', I’m high as fuck, as fuck
Pull up to the function in a truck, Bentley truck
.45 in my jeans, yeah, bitch, I keep it tucked
Santana why your ho stuck, broke-ass nigga ain’t give no fucks (Stuck, stuck)
Broke-ass bitch, she hatin' on me (Yeah)
Lethal weapon, yeah, it stay on me (Huh)
Your ho on gang, homie (Gang)
Why you sayin' «On gang,» homie? (Yeah)
4L, you don’t know me (Gang)
Hotel with the hoes only (Hoes)
On me, nigga, you don’t own me (No)
Shoot up where that nigga stay 'cause he owe me (Oh, yeah)
Why do you even like me for? (Yeah, huh)
Scene niggas askin' why we deep for, yeah (Yeah, huh)
Crowd gang up like a C4 (Yeah, huh)
Rick down, steppin' in that Dior, yeah (Yeah, huh)
Steppin' in that new shit (Yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I got this pistol with that full clip (Yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I’m goin' up without a blueprint (Yeah, yeah)
Pussy nigga tried me on some bullshit (Yeah, yeah)
On that bullshit (Yeah)
Pussy nigga tried me on that bullshit (Uh)
Pussy nigga tried me on that bull
Pussy nigga tried me on that bullshit (Yeah)
Pussy nigga tried me on that, yeah