We Stole This Shit ft. Rx Papi, ZeroTheGod & YnG Li Motley Lyrics

I beat niggas up, nigga. I ain't never lost a fight, nigga

Listen here, I ain't losing

This is my Gucci fans. They pick my Gucci fans up because they cost a lot of money

Let me let you know something

Look at my teeth. Look at my teeth

I never lost them, nigga. Ain't no fight, nigga. Ain't no nigga knock my teeth out

Where the soda? You got weed

Where the Perkys? In my jeans

In the trap like ten to three

Ten more plates, I sell for beads

Two more drugs on my O.D

Tryna get a deal, but none ain't free

Getting real faded, got shrooms in my teeth

Cartier glasses, I'm feeling like B

Got a slab in the back. I took a half off of that

Auntie knocking back to back. She finna catch a cardiac

I hit the side of the boat. All I know is scrape the glass

On the side of the road, being followed by the tags

All I know is get that money. Bitch, I'm gonna serve you what you need

This stupid bitch might O.D.'s. Soon as I serve her, I'mma leave

I stretched a whole quarter key. On the day before Christmas Eve

I ain't have no gifts for Baby Z. I bet she had them before she slept

That's Offended Boy with Real RX

Come and get with me, boy. I get the packs and flip them

I'm a trapper, not a city boy

Peel the seat back, windows down, and hear the engine roar

Big scale on the counter. Got me praying to the kitchen drawers

Late night speeding in the whip until I find the source

We step dope and serve white boy like it's Macklemore

Can't get a hug, so we're up and down. She think I'm a Leo

In Detroit at the Trap House, feel like Visa Rio

Popping beans out in Philly, boy, I feel like Beanie Sigel

Always stay down and don't forget about the ones that feed you

Once, double back. Dumbass, he gon' catch his seat

Yo, Gia bitch, and I can tell by the way he leads you

RX K-Zero, Double A, I'mma money spend

Cook a hot tea to the store to pawn a TV, watch and blend

Spin back, hit the jewelry store. They know I'm a shitter

Bitch love me, even when I was a load, I don't dirty, nigga

Real spill, holy feel, nigga, I'm stopping you

I don't just hit a bathtub like Jahliel. I think this shit is real

I ain't know shit, but the pills and a little bit of halo

Think the dope might lose weight like it's Craig Jenny

Pay for a body glock with a switch and a drone

That's a robotic kill. This shit something like a cyclone

I get down and dirty about my George Washington

My world gotta bust down Carter. You can't even see what time it is

Bro push me, try to get the kill while shooting

Cross over while shooting at his bucket. I'm an L1 Hooper

Put a switch on my shooter

Bro was in the car showing me drugs like this a pharmaceutical

Dumbass nigga took a perp pill. He thought that shit was a viking

Got wildcard and an unopened Sprite. You know I'm spiking it

The pill I took about 30 minutes ago. I'm trying to fight it

I tried to tell him that the chop seen. This bitch ain't like Bryson

Three chains on my neck. I bust down on my wrist

Whip the bowl so fucking hard I threw my elbow out of position

Love my wrist in the kitchen. I was in her wrist twist

Brody came in with shopping bags like he was Edwin Dixon

I got mad at myself. I was trying to spend in that Benz

I called her up trying to get money. He left with no digits

Took the boy Angles. Cost him up. Called me Chris Brickley

I'm him and Buckets. Him and Buckler. I don't know about no Jimmy

Whole time I could've been part of the Splash Brothers

ARP in my hand. Hoodie on and a mask under

Junkies up in the alley. They bumble to bumble

My bitch will walk down up on that nigga. I can call her Soma