On They Neck Lyrics

I ain't leave no trace but I'm on these niggas neck

I just left LA and then I hopped up off a jet

Nigga's claim they gang but this ain't really that

And I just put some water on my wrist and on my neck

Plain jane today bad bitch imagine that

In a foreign coupe and I'm playing with her cat

I just dropped the bricks off in the trenches I can't cap

Nigga's know how we coming we put da north up on the map

I'm with all my nigga's since fourteen

We been toting sticks

Project's section eight housing we

Come from the trench

Grandma gone watching over me

While we go on a lick

Trap phone ringing of the hook yea we too legit

We was outside on the block hustling serving feins right

Y'all was playing with crayons and chalk

Inside by the street light

Purple jeans on me now used to be some Levi's

Even my little brother destined for greatness like eli

Re rock dope boy cutlass wit a t top

Dirty cash clean it up money in the shoe box

Thug life feel like Tupac I got two glocks

Gun fight try to buss a move and you get two shots

Diamonds black like Africa

Shoot it up a massacre

Send the blitz get after you

Rookie the ambassador

Live life like a bachelor

My nigga's some scavengers

We'll leave you with some calibers

Then skirt off in a challenger

I ain't leave no trace but I'm on these niggas neck

I just left LA and then I hopped up off a jet

Nigga's claim they gang but this ain't really that

And I just put some water on my wrist and on my neck

Plain jane today bad bitch imagine that

In a foreign coupe and I'm playing with her cat

I just dropped the bricks off in the trenches I can't cap

Nigga's know how we coming we put da north up on the map

Yea I heard that nigga scared to die

I put that pistol to his throat

And if we talking homicides

Then nigga this ain't what you want

My brother on my momma side

Gone come inside and kick your door

I tell my partner and my partner's children

Got to let them know

Catch me creeping through them windows

Nigga's might not make it home

All my nigga's down to ride

Got nigga's outside waiting on them

I was cooking up all day in the trap

And smelled like baking soda

Chopper gone go rat tat tat tat tat

And sound off all my soldiers

I keep that blicky on my back

Cause it go tick for tack

Nigga's out here shooting

Don't be saying shit about this and that

It's nigga's out here flexing on they hood

And don't be giving back

We been out here really living good And trying to make them racks

Hey

Run his whole hood dry

Make his whole hood cry

Put a hole in his eye

And hole in his thigh

Nigga reach then he done die

Make a nigga reach the sky

Told him don't even try

Make me go and get the fire

Told him don't even try

Make me go and get the fire