[Hook x2 – Dej Loaf]
Let a n***a try me, try me
I’m a get his whole mothaf**in’ family
And I ain’t playin’ with nobody
f** around and I’m a catch a body
[Verse 1]
Ay let a n***a try me, try me
I’m a k** his whole mothaf**in’ family
Put him on TV like the Cosbys
I’ll be bustin’ through ya door like it’s Johnny
Got the shotty in my pants walkin’ like a zombie
Black gloves, black mask when I’m doin’ grimey
Everybody gettin’ headshots like an I.D
Follow n***as just to shoot ’em like the paparazzi
And I ain’t spairin’ nobody
I’ll pop up at his wake and k** his f**in’ auntie
Keep that 40 right beside me like we Siamese
I stay ready 24/7 tell ’em come and find me
k** you then go k** a beat that’s a double homi
I’m Lebron with the heat Jordan in the 90’s
I’m the f**in’ greatest, Ali
Tyson mixed with Floyd that’s why the wanna sign me
Snap my fingers b**hes on me it’s like I’m Fonzie
Need a b**h that’s ’bout her money like Bonny
I got shooters right beside me and more behind me
My two chains iceberg but you ain’t gon’ rob me
Make a gangsta lean pop him like a molly
We gon’ leave him with the show, money and a body
Shout out my n***a G-boy shout out to Dondi
Broski high as palm trees lookin’ Chinese
Shout out to my fans I promise to keep it comin’
Same n***a still strapped still reppin’ dirty or nothin’ man
I been sonning you n***as, I feel like I’m Mr. Drummond
Packin’ heat just like an oven you n***as know how I’m comin’
Got that 30 and this 40 Nick Cannon how I be drummin’
I put n***as underground I feel like Harriet Tubman
Hope them angels watchin’ over you and you real good at duckin’
Once I up that b**h
I’m bussin’ my n***a ain’t no discussion
40 bang ’em in the head boy that ain’t no concussion
Keep that nina in the club I told Keisha to sneak the gun in
Get to fussin’ and my girl gon’ smoke him like David Ruffin and
Got you main b**h on my woody so n***as know that I’m buzzin’
Puttin’ dick up in your women she feel it all in her stomach
While working 9 to 5s I’m piping her like I’m plumbin’
Talkin’ sh** ridin’ clean sumthin’ like a preacher
Black tints super keyed up with my heater
Steppin’ out fresh as hell everyday it’s Easter
Tell them haters move around like they f**in’ lease up
High school gettin’ head from my student teacher
Big shout out to Tina she was an eater
Boy there’s level to this monster I feel like Frieza
Illest n***a to ever come out a set of speakers
Everytime I drop a remix the rappers freeze up
b**h I gotta feed my sons I won’t ever ease up
Got a b**h that got a friend say she wanna team up
Shawty always call me when she want that p**y beat up
Ass fatter than Serena you shoulda seen her
Put that b**h up on the wall y’all Mona Lisa
Then I laid her on her back while I had her feet up
She like when I f** her slow and when I speed up
All my haters in the bleachers get your cheese up
If you really doin’ you then what you watching me for
Homie you don’t wanna smoke you don’t want no beef bruh
Slide on money like a Visa and get to squeezin’
Only aimin’ at your windows gla** cleaner
Cook a n***a slide him in a box like a pizza
p**y, catch a body then catch amnesia
Ain’t no talkin’ to the refs get your a** T’d up
[Hook – Dej Loaf]
[Bridge x2 – Montana of 300]
Ay let a n***a try me, try me
I’m a k** his whole mothaf**in’ family
I swear to god I ain’t playin’ with no body
Ask about me and my n***as b**h we got them bodies