Testo Call Spitta

In another nigga town treatin' it like it's mine
Hit another nigga bitch, he took her back, they bond
Nigga had called up Spitta and told me quit dissin' the 9
But I'ma hold my V's upside down until I die

Yeah, upside down till I'm finished
Them means I spent on looks for my brothers, not my image
Before I had a buzz, I got it in blood and had them spinnin' Before I slid on blood, I slid on cause and I got in it
Before I had a buzz, stood over cause, I caught him slippin'
These nigga, they don't like me 'cause I'm icy, I got bitches
Put ice inside the trenches, put that pistol on a nigga
Put knife inside the witness, it's my life inside these chickens
My life in a bird, you know it's raw, Fentanyl make your tongue burn

Y'all did it flawed when it's y'all's, now it's our turn
Five hundred dollar M&Y's look like Converse
That .556 go off, makin' yo' mind hurt
Y'all did it flawed when it's y'all's, now it's our turn
Five-hundred dollar M&Y's look like Converse
That .556 go off, makin' yo' mind hurt

Yeah, if Gotti ain't need me, curried, I'm drivin' cocaine, music left My daddy couldn't understand how I made a hundred a brick of fetty
Been in the streets since '87, didn't make his legacy seem petty
My college bitch big brother tried to run off, you know I trip 'em
Some boxes with my celly for some rumors of me tellin'
I'm like Ox off a belly, said no pussy never killed me
I drop hundreds, I drop fifties, thirties, tens, even fives
If I really weren't even fried, he would not be alive
Nigga, on God and all guys, nigga, yo' hood or mine?
I got real nigga that love spending, get money on the side
I know how to make a loud mouth broke nigga be quiet
On all beet diet for members who done died
It's a must that I shine, plus I'm up, I ain't lyin'
In another nigga's city right now
Puttin' it down in another nigga bitch from the back, and she fine
Them nigga ain't do shit with the ball, now it's ours

Y'all did it flawed when it's y'all's, now it's our turn
Five hundred dollar M&Y's look like Converse
That .556 go off, makin' yo' mind hurt
Y'all did it flawed when it's y'all's, now it's our turn
Five-hundred dollar M&Y's look like Converse
That .556 go off, makin' yo' mind hurt

I'm up in another nigga town, treatin' it like it's mine
Hit another nigga, bitch, he took it back, they bond
Nigga had called up Spitta and told me quit dissin' the 9
But I'ma hold my V's upside down until I die