ali

Knock out ali shootout koby

Eat greens colli who's the best you know me

Pop and pop molly shooten guns with homies

Jump out show out lots of guns blow out

Knock out another Tyson bout

As the crowd shout bring him to they knees

Don't fuck around like bitch please

We smoken spice achu sneeze

Shoot out where the feds at

Blew out know where the meds at

Gettin money where the checks at

The rap game gone where the best at

We right here cold cash

Fuck around leave a cold rash

We so brash we so brash

Get my knife feeling choppy

Get me a wife no sloppy

Get you a life and a hotel lobby

Kick you around mason crosby

Got to all clubs feeling hoppy

I'm the pizza the beat my topping

I have money pussy weed Christmas stocking

Y'all running away but your legs locking

Clean yah game up mopping

I'm like hell no pay my bail no

Music want sell no go to jail no

delivery brash intensity mad

Density tan fuck fakes cause I'm the man

Fuck hate they a grain I'm the whole sand

Stacks so high I broke 100 whole bands

Stacks so high I own my whole land

And only 14 of sg mess with me don't test with me

Or we will have a meet greet And blow yah head off

We will have a seat grid teeth and show yah checks off

Have a lean with some codeine you a show off but what you got to show me

What you got that would own me and if you owe me you know me

Grab the ak ozzie revolver bust caps click click click clack

Cold cash aint ever hold in back you said you was in the game where the fuck you at

Don't hesitate you better pray and meditate cause we don't hesitate

Weed Molly lean clean plate never again will you have a clean slate

You better run don't look black or your body go splat

You a ball my squad got the bat one halve of msg and own cold cash

Ratatat splat splat never relax always on target this a real shoot out no sparren

And know sparing best rapper no comparing comparison.g is daring

If you wanna get blown up challenge us and don't even show up

And if you did you did you don't know us like where the fuck you been

My guns in the trunk of my uncle's Mercedes-Benz

My bitch Mercedes and Mercedes win cause she know how to spin

Drinkin that merlot next to the Riesling if u fuck with us there's no surviving

Versace next to the gucci in the Ferrari is where's the oozie

Kill u in every other wittness walk out like I didn't

Fuck an image it don't mean nothing unless you trying to be what u ain't I'm

Gonna end on sayen f u fakes u hate but aint on my level of game you just lame

Shut up before I get my scope and aim