no takebacks - splitzismyname lyrics
[verse one]
n*gga start talkin’, n*gga start walkin’
i’m on the block with my*
i’m on the block with my knock in my pocket, what?
get hit with the glizzy, i don’t give a f*ck
n*gga wan’ talk on the gang, and he getting ducked
like i’m an alien, you get abducted
flipping the pack and turn nothing to something, what?
223s and 762s take off his hat, what?
i’m on the block with gr8tah and arp, my n*ggas stay strapped
you ain’t do sh*t when my n*gga ran down on your block with that motherf*cking mac
whippin’ the pot and the motherf*cking bowl like it’s crack
(on god them n*ggas never did sh*t though!)
[hook]
i got a big ass chop
rockstar, spin through your block
these n*ggas talk two*tone, get you popped
these n*ggas ain’t do sh*t with that glock
like, your b*tch on my c*ck
take her to the crib, she gon’ give me top
likе, i’m on the block, n*gga, what?
undercover what i rock
likе, you is a b*tch n*gga, you can’t shop
these n*ggas two*faced like a cop
b*tch, i’m the junkyard dog
b*tch, these slugs get served hot
my n*gga got three hots and a cot
i’m gon’ shoot sh*t ’til i rot
[verse]
i’m gon’ rob sh*t ’til i’m locked
we gon’ look for him ’til he’s shot
say that you hard, n*gga no you not
b*tch, you never seen that glock
what, yo*you never seen that dope
watch how i bless beat like the pope
i find him and break neck like a rope
i told some fat n*ggas they could cope
i’m finna run down with that strap
i take his life, he can’t get it back
get hit with the one*two, little mac
i told these lil n*ggas sit back, and watch a professional do it
wait, hold on, these n*ggas really be stupid as h*ll
like yeat, hit a n*gga with a bell
this chop send him right to h*ll!
i’m off a gas pack, you can tell
these n*ggas broke scamming sh*t through zelle
these n*ggas kanye how they fell
my pc ain’t dell
someone tell v.rxyyy that he’s cheeks
b*tch, watch how i kreep
these n*ggas touch kids like the priest
this chop control alt delete, what?
[hook]
i got a big ass chop
rockstar, spin through your block
these n*ggas talk two*tone, get you popped
these n*ggas ain’t do sh*t with that glock
like, your b*tch on my c*ck
take her to the crib, she gon’ give me top
like, i’m on the block, n*gga, what?
undercover what i rock
like, you is a b*tch n*gga, you can’t shop
these n*ggas two*faced like a cop
b*tch, i’m the junkyard dog
b*tch, these slugs get served hot
my n*gga got three hots and a cot
i’m gon’ shoot sh*t ’til i rot
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