911 Lyrics

Head high so I been streaming fuck the judge

Blat

Type of nigga say fuck it, just run it up

If I said some shit just know I'm standing on that bitch

Flash out I come out my body

Then get to stepping on this bitch

Know they wanna see me lose

I got Enerdose

I then picked out plenty clues

I then cut off plenty hoes

How the fuck I made it out my city

Its a gamble in them streets

Everyday you clutch your heat

Cause everybody wanna eat now

Woof

California breeze

Travel over seas

Catch a lot of z

Once that paper up

Ain't no going back

Once you make it out that city

Ain't no going back

I picked my choices imma die with it

Die a legend

My lil youngan quick to crash like its nine eleven

I been running up that bag

Leave a bitch nigga in the pass

Nigga see though like glass

All that fake shit wont last

I won't hit that ill pass

Bitch must have thought that I gave a damn

Bitch must have thought that I wont never change

I took some losses charged it to the game

But still I stayed down, over came

Head high so I been streaming fuck the judge

Blat

Type of nigga say fuck it, just run it up

If I said some shit just know I'm standing on that bitch

Flash out I come out my body

Then get to stepping on this bitch