2turntVroy - Takedown Music (feat. AceDaPlug)
Cuz can you pull up for a ounce, damn nigga you out of town, no you not nigga just say you scared cuz
, alright I'm finna come on this bitch like this
Plugs won't sell to me in my city, they think that I'm gon' rob em
Might take Batman up top for his gas, he think that he in Gotham
40 like to shoot and blow niggas, I call it Dennis Rodman
Nigga beat his cases in a week, I don't think that he fought him
For sure that nigga told him everything he knew
The day was slow I mixed the dog, now the trap lookin' like a zoo
Police tryna build a case, I stay on p , can't give no clues
Told my bro I'm tryna get rich off pills, he went and bought some blues
Tap my phone, I'll drop a lo if you wanna hoop
Hate when niggas tryna click up, I don't wanna join your group
Everyday I'm serving heads, it feel like this shit in a loop
Fein hit me for some ice, I copped a bag and caught the flu
I caught the same shit from spending cash
Run in your crib like a DEA, take pictures with your stash
I'm on papers, police get behind you know I'm driving fast
Fuck that weak shit, if you up a gun, you know you better blast
If you up that bitch, you better blow
He tried to drive away, then 5-5-6 ripped through his driver's door
My bro just cooked a batch up and your mom is just a dining whore
This shit be makin' me mad, I got some niggas I gotta wait to take down
When I'm in the crib, ain't takin' zips, I only wanna take pounds
Tryna see my shoes when I'm at dump, all you gon' see is K-Rounds
Put sticks up in his face like where's the bread and tell his ass to lay down
Alright yup, this a big ol 40, guarantee it, leave his soul snatched
He a bitch, I told him come and get his pole back
He think he with it, I be boppin' like I'm Kodak
Catch him for some shit he did before like this a throwback
This a big 40, had to tell his ass to slow down
This a big chopper, guarantee it, make that mow sound
If he think he with it, then I go and walk his bro down
If I up it, guarantee it, cough just like a cold sound
Catch a opp at interception, guess I'm in they end zone
Stayin' in the trap all night, I guess I'm flippin' benzos
Bitch thinks she bad, I'm finna put her in the friend zone
Thinkin' that he bad, I'm finna uppercut like Kimbo
Just started usin' distrokid, so cheese ain't why I rap
If I need bread, I hit a lick and then I go and hit the trap
If you just runnin' off on plugs, then why you tryna wear a mask
My nigga runnin' to the bag, I had to make my bro a track
Too many plugs, they takin' swerves, I'm robbin' niggas who sell pack
And when I'm done, I'll be a teacher, taught these niggas not to lack
380 Bullets hit his chest, they thought he had a heart attack
I got the AR pistol tucked, you never know cause it's compact
He said he had the p so now we slidin' with some sticks
A nigga ever bet against me, then I'm fuckin' up his pick
I hear you plottin' on a plug, I'll do it first and take your lick
A nigga upped a lil' 380, blew it off, it's like a BIC
You know I'm throwin' deals, I'm tellin' niggas come and shop
I said tap in a nigga, throwin' carts at just 20 a pop
I upped a bitch, he wasn't scared because he thought it was a mop
Heard some niggas tryna go to war, they pullin' out the props
Sendin' me pictures of his Ruger while my niggas play with Glocks
And you can call us Amazon, how we put niggas in a box
He tried to run, I hawked him down that dumbass nigga had on crocs
I'm sendin' bullets real precise so they get
stuck up in his locs
Written by:
Michael Bowman, Ace Tomak
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