36 G's ft. Offwhite Jay, Savion Al-Jaleel & RioTheRager Lyrics

We done made 36 G's walking him down look like wade on the heat

But he don't want smoke so we hand him the peace

These niggas be lying they don't want no beef

I can't rock no C if I don't got my heat

He ain't from the hood but that boy is from greece

She know that lil O is the one for the Sheets

She know that lil o put a beat on the beat

She know that lil o he ain't posting a tweet

I'm stacking my bread up it look like some wheat

I ain't go lie bra I'm just a lil bit off beat

Stepped on stepped on these broke ass pussy ass niggas gone die

I got that fye, two tone glock at the spot, hit that lil boy in his eye. Banging that red, my brudda banging that red but that shit ain't controlling my life

Talking bout B's wit my bitch tryna run it up smoking this shit to the face got me fried

Boy oh my gosh I put a switch on this bitch it's gone spit take that shit up wit god, put that shit on my moms

If you ain't talking bout cheese do not come up to me cus we ain't scared of taking no lives

Niggas been bitches can't fuck wit no snitches them 223's soar through the air like a rod

Been on the block everyday got the Glock everyday and I know that this pape ain't gone lie

We done made 36 G's put that lil shit on his head cus that boy think he talking to me they gone do it for free

Choppa choppa triple 6 red beam wit the cooling kit hit that lil boy in his knees

I'm in the hood wit some big shit on me pussy bitch I can't ride wit no cheap

Somebody tell my lil ex bitch check it lil hoe get the fuck off yo knees

Bitch ain't no bigger then he a 7.62 bullet big as a knee

You pocket watching still ain't send me the fee

The front and the backend send em together we needing them rackends send it to niece

My partners watch with choppas ain't no defeat

My shawty bad as fuck and give it to me

Styl on a beat no wonder ode on this bitch

I put a 1,000 hours ina fall then win in the winter a seasoned lil vet

She left a nigga I became a boss I floss and niggas receiving check

I punish him until to a nigga fall they call and somebody getting a Tech my lyrics really cost a brick

We done made 36 G's teen titan yeah my house is a T ain't cheap

I get a verse of the week along with my brothers the feature prices never free

You see scottie pippen missing leave the team I load up ammunition beams are green

Fuck hungry I'm starving and needing things

I got it locked with the meanest shooting it up for team arena things

Fuck nigga give me a reason I ain't really finna play quit teasing me

They ain't believe it R2E gang and running up I got no treason please

That knocka rock his body he a see gotta rock her body in it deep them niggas ain't seeing me

Stepping on shit, we made 36 Gs, and that was a piece but that's not a lot

Yeah bitch I'm hollin when I'm on an island I'm reaching for heat but it's already hot

Why you keep talking yo shit on the gram, yeah, when I'm talking shit on a yacht

She on my phone she scrolling she wasting her time I'm looking at her like TikTok

I told you, if I did not know you, red shot gonna dome you yeah that bitch gone send you to god

I play with her box and then let her console you if I'm on the sticks then I'm beating the odds

If you got a knot, don't tell me it's on you, my niggas they hungry, I send them to flock

Drive on the road like it's GTA five boy I'm with my dog, and he got the chop

He got the stock it got drum

Look like a guitar we gonna rock

I keep a band under my bed

Under my waistline I'm keeping that Glock

Issa G7 but it's not a stock yeah so you know I could never drop yeah

Shooting everything that I got yeah

Like a rebound off that block yeah

Marcus Smart, these niggas gone