Rap Niggas

I got a bag on a lot of these rap niggas, huh
 Bet he ain't even know it
 He say that he strapped, but I bet he won't show it
 He claim that he gangsta, I bet he won't blow it
 These diamonds, they water, they wet like the ocean
 Four in a Fanta, they callin' it potion
 These niggas sweet, they gay, Frank Ocean
 I threw him some shots 'cause I seen he was open
 He run in my spot, he gon' die, what's the motive?
 He seen me with bags, he ain't know I was holdin'
 I hang with some crips that be stiff at the shoulders
 Them bloods that be with me, they itchin' to blow it
 They call me the plug 'cause I been movin' bowls
 I'm the first nigga quick to pull sticks at a show
 Tell T wait, tell 'em shop, we got gas for the low
 Nigga try me, I swear I'ma lose all control
 I'ma up this big bitch and lean back, let it blow
 I'm as big as they come but I'm stiff than a ho
 If I fall off today, then it's back to the store
 Can't hit licks where you stay so I'm back in the Grove
 I stopped breakin' down bricks 'cause I start movin' bowls
 I stopped sellin' that shit 'cause I start rockin' shows
 It's fifteen in the sprinter with twenty-three poles
 No Jordan, but that's how this shooter fit goes
 I really know niggas get cake off a ho
 Told 'em get it in blood, but he didn't, he a ho
 He must think that I'm Tinder, he slidin' through a ho
 Shoulda went to that mall I was strapped with my pole
 I got one in the head, bitch, I'm ready to go
 Full of that gas bitch, I'm ready to smoke
 Dumped a whole clip, ain't no point to reload
 I still bet a dub, I'm the ten or a four, ayy
 Rosama been steppin'
 Ten seven hoover, you know I been reppin'
 Stones on my wrist like I fuck with Rosetta
 Diamond in rough, I'm a coal under pressure
 Pull out my gun, nigga know I'ma stretch 'em
 Recievin' these bullets whenever I catch 'em
 I run with a tech, out there gettin' a message
 How this yo' crib, nigga? Go ask the devil
 Racks on me like I went and played tennis
 Pop up at the door like a Jehovah Witness
 Four-five on me like a nigga benchin'
 Dot on yo' head like the end of a sentence
 Put racks on yo' head then I'm makin' a call
 Warzone guns, send 'em to the gulag
 The fly on the rock then the wire to my dawgs
 1K for the teeth and a nigga still floss
 2018 was down fuckin' with the taliban
 2019, I was stiff as a mannequin
 22, I was filing my taxes
 22, started bringin' them bags in, ayy
 Niggas told me to go forward with this
 Flow 'cross the paint, and I'm hard as shit
 Strap while I shot 'til my target hit
 In mu cup, my drink marvelous
 I walk on my ghost 'cause it's dark on my feet
 Feelin' myself like I lost my keys
 Money tall as a F now they fuck with a G
 I'm not what a bitch want 'cause I'm what a bitch need
 I walk on my ghost 'cause it's dark on my feet
 Feelin' myself like I lost my keys
 Money tall as a F now they fuck with a G
 I'm not what a bitch want
 'Cause I'm what a bitch need (I do it)