Lil No - RIP Wopo

Haha ayeee (bang) CHEVY (Bang bang)
168th & 52nd! BITCH
Raised on 52nd I was born in '98
By the time I was 11 I was cracking people's safes
Started stealing shit at school and coming home super late
Met my brother IRONDAN now I got him tatted on my face
Ya see for Texaco and Dan I lay ya family in the grave
I still remember the first time that Tex passed me the medication
Went from taking peoples stuffesses to takin vacations
From pranking people at parties to putting tats on our faces
I was walking thru the halls had a jar in my bag
I never went to class I was serving the grass
Seen my brother young Tex and I'd hand him a stack
Splitting the profit half and half no one else did it like that
We had a clique so strong wasn't no one could stop us
But the majority were frauds and they couldn't stay solid
Got kicked out in 9th grade i ain't make it to college
I got my ged in prison do that make me a scholar?
I got that black pistol on me same color as the whip is
Ever since a jit a youngin been kickin that big shit
I'm with some white chicks and they fixing to have a bitch fit
Raised on 52nd but made it out of the trenches
Hollow tips in it same color as the golden sun
Real risk taker I'll shoot before I'll fold or sum
I'm the type that smokes in the race when I was told to run
Give they ass a head start I'll catch up for fun
Fast forward '19 now we in dans impala
Remember running into houses tell me get em I got em
I ain't ever been a gymnast I was flipping the product
Catching the swift to 52nd just to kick with my brothers
First class fights to Cali now we out in Hermosa
You can't even afford a ticket to come sit where we smoking
In La but I isn't dodging bitch I'm right at the ocean
I'm rolling woods up of gelato sippin on a mimosa
I'm known to take a big risk for a bundle of Benjamin's
Learned it from my big sis you step between us im ending ya
I been kicking big shit since I attended Meadowdale
I'm Running circles round u peasants you can't get on my latitude
They threw me in a box but I'm back yeah I'm chillin
A robber everywhere I go they consider me a villain
So ima do this for my brothers that's still locked in the prison
Switchin the vision till it's different I'm a man on a mission
I got that black pistol on me same color as the whip is
Ever since a jit a youngin been kickin that big shit
I'm with some white chicks and they fixing to have a bitch fit
Raised on 52nd but made it out of the trenches
Hollow tips in it same color as the golden sun
Real risk taker I'll shoot before I'll fold or sum
I'm the type that smokes in the race when I was told to run
Give they ass a head start I'll catch up for fun

Written by:
Noah W

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