BLING BLANG

Seven, seven
H-H-Hype Boy on the beat

You gon' get your throat cut fuckin' with these damn punks
I can't show no damn love, I might let off fifty slugs
In my bag like fifty sluts, look around, no one to trust
Everything gon' turn to dust when I let that chopper bust
Pull up like my nuts hang, we are not the damn same
All my earrings bling-bling, take out all my damn plate
Roster rich, it is a gateway
We can slow down, bitch, I throw out the E-brake
For my familia, I'ma do anything
Talk about money, then we on the same page

Ayy, we on the same page
Bull got out my cage
Watch out what you say

Winning but still rage
Every day level up, now livin' better
But still gettin' lost in my old ways
If I get heated, then everyone leavin'
'Cause I'm goin' out on a rampage
Still roll around like I'm Max Payne
Devil, we up on a campaign
'Til all the gang poppin' champagne
Used to be huntin' for bloodstains
Youngin had no brain

Forgettin' my name

Was goin' insane

I control my energy when speakin', is it real or not?
I seen a lot of people hatin' 'cause they aren't us
Raised up in the dirty south, I learned to never trust
You know my weapons stay equipped, I might just let it bust

You gon' get your throat cut fuckin' with these damn punks
I can't show no damn love, I might let off fifty slugs
In my bag like fifty sluts, look around, no one to trust
Everything gon' turn to dust when I let that chopper bust
Pull up like my nuts hang, we are not the damn same
All my earrings bling-bling, take out all my damn plate
Roster rich, it is a gateway
We can slow down, bitch, I throw out the E-brake
For my familia, I'ma do anything
Talk about money, then we on the same page