Lyrics Biblical - Gino Mondana , Tommy Flee

They fuckin' my energy up
But I'm 'bout to wild this shit up

Time we won't miss him
Spot him right down let me hit him
Window down, hit that boy from the distance
'Cause I can't no blood on my denims
I'm a shooter, any body that's with 'em
I don't care if you prolly with niggas, you die with niggas
Gino call me, tell me bring the glizzy
Ain't no question askin' 'cause I'm slidin' on niggas

Trevor Hall, you can keep the change
I don't need a dime, I got Nino with me
Got them demons with me, I can't give 'em guns
'Cause they feenin' really worth the blue
I ain't feelin' niggas, we can skip the music
Get to killin' niggas, got some thoughts?
They be really with us at the drop

They'll be spittin' niggas, stone cold
But to ladies I'm Mr. McLovin'
Care for my niggas, they ain't crabs in a bucket
Mad over pussy they ain't even fuckin'
How you really thuggin', I try for my money
Ain't no grown man out here givin' me nothing
I could rap 'bout how I'm gettin' this money
Or rap about how you niggas be bluffin'
They no how I'm comin', I prolly start bussin'

Solid, makin' movies like money and violence
I be calling my niña a thot
'Cause I just almost cooked a passata
She be with me when shit get hot
That's my baby, I know she a rider
She was with me when I took a knock
Now I gotta do better for the job

Hold up, wait, this shit is biblical
I'da shot so many guns, I'm labelled a criminal
My young niggas won't let up for none, situation get critical
How you spinnin' and nobody hurt?
We'da put so much opps in the dirt

Hold up, wait, this shit is biblical
I'da shot so many guns, I'm labelled a criminal
My young niggas won't let up for none, situation get critical
How you spinnin' and nobody hurt?
We'da put so much opps in the dirt

Big dog, one phone call, get him picked off
Switch off, I tell them the slide, they glitch off
Missed call, but if I shoot, won't miss ya
Pitchforks, they diss for, they losin', they pissed off
You ain't gotta call me if you need the .40
If you burn it shorty, make it lit
I'm like Robert Horry when I'm sliding on 'em
When I shoot a shot they go swish

Critical, I'm a different individual
I have my demons come and visit you
Never lackin' in visual
If timing go slide I'ma swing
Playground when I'm up in the thing
Free my niggas out the bing
Ya bitch come and fuck in her dreams
Movie, Blu-Ray
Opps never slide, 'chu say
We goin' up on a Tuesday
Ya bitch wanna fuck up, what you say?

Hold up, wait, this shit is biblical
I'da shot so many guns, I'm labelled a criminal
My young niggas won't let up for none, situation get critical
How you spinnin' and nobody hurt?
We'da put so much opps in the dirt

Hold up, wait, this shit is biblical
I'da shot so many guns, I'm labelled a criminal
My young niggas won't let up for none, situation get critical
How you spinnin' and nobody hurt?
We'da put so much opps in the dirt
(Here we go)