Intro

I ain't break the bag I'm trying to run it up She feigning me to break her backI'm trying to run in her Fuck it I'm a Fuck her until she's weak Make sure she had enough Fuck it Let's make a mill out the streets like we ain't eat enough We got the same 24 don't waste my time with ours Them Glocks glued to the hip They don't leave the house without us I told him we had million dollar plans but they doubt us So who's gonna be there when you need them bands baby not us (Not I) Kiko The neighborhood G-O-A-T And I'll go at any nigga Play me Navy Seals Gone do a drill if they take me Crazy We gone lay him down like he lazy Maybe You should've stayed at home with your baby Or ya Lady OG made a mill off of Katy Perry I know some Street tales that ain't fairy Scary He went from hoop dreams and now he's 12 call him Terry All I want is blue cheese and no dairy Probably because I'm lactose but I will never lack toast Cause niggas smile in front of your face but quick to back door Know niggas that'll run in your place and pick your back door I'm too smart to be trapped up in a Bando My shooters they shoot on command they quick to go commando For you she don't pull down her pants until you let them bands go For me she fuck for free After I beat I let my mans go After I beat I let my mans go Fuck it I eat the beat and let my mans go Like fuck it They say kiko the goat I'm The one that tote the Tooly Glock on my Hip extended clip im tryna shoot a movie Gone unleash the beast Andretti say he wanna feast Quick to try to wipe a Nigga nose and he ain't even sneeze All the bank account deposits got my shit on freeze I be flirting with the Teller she be waving fees She know I got it round town she heard I'm selling keys now I'm sitting courtside just from selling nose bleeds Bring dat back Sitting next to the players now I can dap em u They told me I was destined for greatness and I believed it Let me give myself a pat on the back bitch I'm conceited One bitch told me I Cap in my raps I told her beat it like Michael Now I'm the bitch idol she don't know my name but she say she want a title She wanted me to fuck her to sleep but I had to get back to that bag Bitch I got million dollar plans money first bitches last Fuck it I'm a run it up fuck it I'm a run in her I ain't break the bag I'm trying to run it up She feigning me to break her backI'm trying to run in her Fuck it I'm a Fuck her until she's weak Make sure she had enough Fuck it Let's make a mill out the streets like we ain't eat enough We got the same 24 don't waste my time with ours Them Glocks glued to the hip They don't leave the house without us I told him we had million dollar plans but they doubt us So who's gonna be there when you need them bands baby not us (Not I) --- Intro - LBS Woobie & LBS Kiko