Lyrics My Set, Pt.II - 26ar

Cause I move around too proper
(I get around with the gleesh)
All the bitches we fuck got good doctors
(She went to Dr. Miami)
From the back imma fuck up her whole posture

Whole team can perform that's a good roster
Niggas be acting,they need Oscars
AR do his thing I don't need shottas
Niggas we trick computers to get a bag

Shoot a opp to get a lac
Can't leave my gun I be too attached
They only taught on the Internet
Can't compete I got too much shit
They ain't fly I got too much drip

Everyday I can take me a pic couple opps gotta go
Gotta list when I'm up, they ask do I need help
Nigga, where was you at when I fell
I'd be rich if I sell my whole closet
Nigga you can play chess on my belt
Nigga you can play chess on my hat

They can't fuck with me word to my Hat
Run up on me,get popped like a flat
Anytime that they threw,I threw back
He got hit,now look at his health bar
If yall broke,hit us up,we could help y'all

Just watch how that young nigga flex y'all, you a pup
AR is a big dog,when I'm coming can't nobody save yall
Ask about me in the state yard Too official
Bitch I shoot like Tayy Official
Keep drippin,might need a tissue

Me and Flock gon pres them missiles
If you run bullets catch up with you
My young boys gon get up with you
I ain't even gotta send that missile
He rap bout guns all day,when we see him ain't have his pistol
She tryna cuff me,no way, sis
Kick me a chevy or OA, bitch

They be inside,when we on they shit
Fuck all the opps,cause I'm they list
Red beams, 16's,when we on they strip
Police big scene,when we leave they shit
(Red beams, 16's when we on they strip police big scene when we leave they shit)

It was the spit for me,said she only swallow,the kids for me
No, I ain't getting you nothing
Look, you is not tricking' me
Opposition know ain't no bitching me
Treeshes know ain't no kissing me
Robbers know ain't no sticking me
Robbers know ain't no uh

Cause I move around too proper
(I get around with the gleesh)
All the bitches we fuck got good doctors
(She went to Dr. Miami)
From the back imma fuck up her whole posture

Whole team can perform that's a good roster
Niggas be acting,they need Oscars
AR do his thing I don't need shottas
Niggas we trick computers to get a bag

Shoot a opp to get a lac
Can't leave my gun I be too attached
They only taught on the Internet
Can't compete I got too much shit
They ain't fly I got too much drip

Everyday I can take me a pic couple opps gotta go
Gotta list (eyoo)