I'm a dog in the streets, my name sumn serious
Can't go nowhere by yourself, bitch you ain't nothin serious
Chains niggas dames, but brains somethin serious
Get your brake, get you laid, for a bank somethin serious
Okay seriously, y'all niggas tryin some conspiracy
Like niggas ain't real as they appear to be
Can't none of y'all fuck with me lyrically
Dead fuckin serious
On that drink, don't know how I'm steering straight
Comma make your chest look like a period
Tell the hoe get off my land
No, I don't wanna hear it bitch you can't be serious
Police says nigga, trap, interference
Tryin to get up out these streets
Ten racks for the appearance
My homie took it, I just bought it
Got my sack on clearance
Young niggas fearless
Aiming at your brain, leave you earless
You hear me Most gangters say, Ya heard me
This one have been up since Thursday, sun comin up we still serving
I love countin money this early
Do the verse for a pound of purple
Verse for a pound of purp Got damn Lito that's Murda
Green with purple strands
Donatello, ninja turtle
In the trap stash with the trash bags
I sell swag by the hashtag
Hold pounds like the dumb pale rack
Brain flat, you won't catch that
I'm seein green while I'm slangin sand with a nine iron and a snap back
I'm a golfer, like the golf course
My caddy holdin my backpack
Gat black, goin blat blat
You bitch nigga, don't bag that
Pussy rapper got a bad rap Immitation, intimidation
I just figure they scalp dry
Poor condition, got niggas flaking
Try to play me, visit satan
Or the one who created satan
Chase the paper, every day is, if you snuck me and got away
Yopper never low on potassium
Fresh banana, just got today
It just means you get shot today
Telescope on my three oh eight
Hit that ass from a block away
If a nigga cooperate, then the doctor gonna operate
Fuckin right I rock with Gates
Niggas hatin, it's childs play
I just want respect on my mind and grind
Don't know how they manage to hate cause I can't find the time
I'm so preoccupied with these dollar signs
They say they gettin money but they probably lyin
Somethin serious when it comes to these lyrics
The picture would come the clearest
The scripts at your head, the scripts will get read
Then you work other spirit
Talkin pussy nigga but I don't wanna hear it
Point, aim, point blank range, point blank period
I'm a dog in the streets, my name sumn serious
Can't go nowhere by yourself, bitch you ain't nothin serious
Chains niggas dames, but brains somethin serious
Get your brake, get you laid, for a bank somethin serious
I'm serious, somethin serious
I'm a dog in the streets, my name sumn serious
Can't go nowhere by yourself, bitch you ain't nothin serious
Chains niggas dames, but brains somethin serious
Get your brake, get you laid, for a bank somethin serious
Okay seriously, y'all niggas tryin some conspiracy
Like niggas ain't real as they appear to be
Can't none of y'all fuck with me lyrically
Dead fuckin serious
On that drink, don't know how I'm steering straight
Comma make your chest look like a period
Tell the hoe get off my land
No, I don't wanna hear it bitch you can't be serious
Police says nigga, trap, interference
Tryin to get up out these streets
Ten racks for the appearance
My homie took it, I just bought it
Got my sack on clearance
Young niggas fearless
Aiming at your brain, leave you earless
You hear me Most gangters say, Ya heard me
This one have been up since Thursday, sun comin up we still serving
I love countin money this early
Do the verse for a pound of purple
Verse for a pound of purp Got damn Lito that's Murda
Green with purple strands
Donatello, ninja turtle
In the trap stash with the trash bags
I sell swag by the hashtag
Hold pounds like the dumb pale rack
Brain flat, you won't catch that
I'm seein green while I'm slangin sand with a nine iron and a snap back
I'm a golfer, like the golf course
My caddy holdin my backpack
Gat black, goin blat blat
You bitch nigga, don't bag that
Pussy rapper got a bad rap Immitation, intimidation
I just figure they scalp dry
Poor condition, got niggas flaking
Try to play me, visit satan
Or the one who created satan
Chase the paper, every day is, if you snuck me and got away
Yopper never low on potassium
Fresh banana, just got today
It just means you get shot today
Telescope on my three oh eight
Hit that ass from a block away
If a nigga cooperate, then the doctor gonna operate
Fuckin right I rock with Gates
Niggas hatin, it's childs play
I just want respect on my mind and grind
Don't know how they manage to hate cause I can't find the time
I'm so preoccupied with these dollar signs
They say they gettin money but they probably lyin
Somethin serious when it comes to these lyrics
The picture would come the clearest
The scripts at your head, the scripts will get read
Then you work other spirit
Talkin pussy nigga but I don't wanna hear it
Point, aim, point blank range, point blank period
I'm a dog in the streets, my name sumn serious
Can't go nowhere by yourself, bitch you ain't nothin serious
Chains niggas dames, but brains somethin serious
Get your brake, get you laid, for a bank somethin serious
I'm serious, somethin serious