Lil Bales - Straight Arm (feat. PABLOMCR)

I got the AR but I want the AK
Thots get the straight arm, they chasin a payday
I'm sellin' Sandra nighttime through daybreak
Fuck her on camera, I feel like Ray J

Pull up and air it all out
I'm read to rob if there's ever a drought
Drop off the pounds
Ops can get hollow tip rounds
Rot in a box underground
I'll put your click in a hearse
Two two three, I'll leave your dick in the dirt
Money ain't new to me, haul in the work
Bust down my jewelry, baller alert
Wrist thirty two degrees, I flood the bezel
You and me are different, I'm another level
You a Scottie Pippen and I'm more like Jordan
I still got the bricks, I just left Port Authority
Dope soft like corduroy, cooking, no olive oil
Bro, I'm the quarterback, you just a water boy
Look at me hoarding packs, I'm feelin paranoid
Ain't shit to order that, savage like Iriquois
You drive a Kia, boy, enjoy the projects
I'm bout to reup, boy, so come and cop it
My diamonds freeze up, boy, I change the climate
I gotta speed up when police behind me
Homicide see the blood with ultraviolet
They wanna seize my profit, search my property
Is he a plug, he's so rich that he's gotta be
Ain't find no drugs, got me on technicality

I got the AR but I want the AK
Thots get the straight arm, they chasin' a payday
I'm sellin' Sandra nighttime through daybreak
Fuck her on camera, I feel like Ray J

NATO ammo in my chopper
Playin' Rambo off a yopper
Break in bandos for the product
Paid a Lambo for my closet
Take your hand up out my pocket
Nah, you don't wanna feel the repercussion
I got the drum, I think I play percussion
I'm goin' dumb, my bank account disgusting
No money back
You bought it, then you keepin' it
Hold up, relax
The price, you gotta lower it
Gun holographic sight
I got the beam with it
Pump with a pistol grip
So I can't shoulder it
Trunk in the front
The rear is where the motor is
Cops at the door
They askin' what the odor is
Shoot em up, this ain't a melee
Ruger made him do the nae nae

I got the AR but I want the AK
Thots get the straight arm, they chasin a payday
I'm sellin' Sandra nighttime through daybreak
Fuck her on camera, I feel like Ray J

Written by:
James McCormack

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