Point

You ain't do it by ya lonely, damn

You ain’t gon' stay down, man, he folded

I really thought that nigga was my homie

You ain't do it by ya lonely

Two tone Glock and it’s customized

Baby choppa on me, came from the Russian guys

Stay in the trap, no, you can't come inside

Standing on me, they like: Who brought the gun inside?

Look at me now, I'm feelin' like Busta Rhymes

Smoke out the pounds, come and shop anytime

Mini uzi gon' blow like a dandelion

I'm on the drugs, I can't feel again

I'm feelin’ like 50, I’m rollin' wit many men

Kaydoo wan’ hop out that mini-van

Spin on his block, I ain't talkin' no ceiling fans

Me and Lil Dre, backdoor that crib again

Big drums, we ain't playin’ wit' instruments

Here they come, got 12 tryn' blitz again

Ruger or Glock, which one should I pick again?

These niggas not trappin', they just tryna' fit in

Catchin' plays like I play for the Redskins

Mask down, send a shot at yo' head band

Now that lil' nigga a dead man

Hit em wit' Pakk in the trap like the mailman

Scoob hit a jugg for ten bands

(Woooo)

This trappin' ain't (you)

I slide in a (coupe)

I'm off a bar on the (moon)

These niggas never gon' (shoot)

I heard she was loving the (crew)

And you still loving her (ooh)

These niggas not real but you (knew)

(I thought you knew, I thought you knew)

Two tone Glock and it's customized

Baby choppa on me, came from the Russian guys

Stay in the trap, no, you can't come inside

Standing on me, they like: Who brought the gun inside?

Look at me now, I'm feelin' like Busta Rhymes

Smoke out the pounds, come and shop anytime

Mini uzi gon' blow like a dandelion

I'm on the drugs, I can't feel again

I'm feelin' like 50, I'm rollin' wit many men

Kaydoo wan' hop out that mini-van

Spin on his block, I ain't talkin' no ceiling fans

Me and Lil Dre, backdoor that crib again

Big drums, we ain't playin' wit' instruments

Here they come, got 12 tryn' blitz again

I hope these drugs will never end

I got yo' bitch we bagged her friends

I said, oh no, when it jammed

I was shooting, that chopper said, woah