Str8 In 2 Lyrics

Ain't shit slowed up

Still fucking hoes

Racing tracks

On the run fa that case

But still a show you how this wood work

Competiting with my niggas im tryna get us out the hood first

I'm Locked in I can't leave the crib until I bust a jugg first

I been on that I just got lil fame

I been had thrust yall hoes be dealing with some lames

First day I sign 100,000 on my chain

Kook**Cuban got ate that's 50000 down the drain

Trigg Im we didnt hop out

Been out here tryna catch me one somebody pop out

Call glizzy bring the chop out

Woo ain't get to walk the stage he a drop out

Had a ruger gotta glock now

All family no friends like I'm glock9

Took his pole now his glock mines

Thought I wasn't pushing up I'm at the drop now

Yall some rappers who gone shoot sum

Niggas know who dropped that body nigga do sum

If I can't bend know my crew coming

Cashgang fucked with oso before I knew honey

Fuck a drive by Btc we hopping out on feet

I seen a ring camera now I'm hopping out with ski

I gotta wet jumper Btc I'm riding round with lik

Still the rawest nigga out she wanna fuck because I'm me nigga

My gang all stars but we ont fuck around with Lee

Had chops since a Yungin yea I fuck around with p

I can't have a Btc ima fuck around n cheat

We Still on that one way With 20 choppas on the east nigga

I put a fully on the chop so I'm not missing

Mike always tryna bend but he not Simmons

Yo mans got dropped nigga stop dissing

Been sending niggas to the Skylar but I'm not diggins

Still a hop out shooting till my glock empty

Yo mans a know and u still rock with rat ass nigga