Hi Tec Lyrics

For real

Yeah

Rentals and arab wrappers

It's a dun da dun

You know that

Huh

Huh, I'm feeling better now

Still got people in the hood, I'm trying to get 'em out

I can't give up on this shit cause that'll let 'em down

It's the detours on the rap doors I still get around

Youngin' start playing foul, I had to set him down

I been done with them bitches, you can get them now

Just like that lil box on the Glock, I had to switch 'em out

I never asked you for the jwet, I took a different route

Ooh, done been popped off, so yeah I'm sticking now

On 7th, just like Topgolf, I keep a stick around

I told a bitch don't wanna hear a sound

Fuck her shopping in the dressing room, I think somebody round

Huh, huh, bitch, pick it up

She gon' let me bust it open cause you sick of her

While you gone all night, I'ma pick her up

You would've thought I robbed the bitch how she give it up

Yeah

Rentals and arab wrappers

It's a dun da dun

You know that

Huh

Huh

Huh, time to switch it up

Riding rented black trucks and they tinted up

You out here tryna straighten a bitch, I'm tryna bend her up

And I ain't tryna be down with no niggas cause I'll send 'em up

I just pray and kept grinding, I ain't have beginner's luck

They showed me love when I was down, they hate me now I'm up

I just stopped coming round, I'm on some different stuff

Free my dawgs on the pound, I know they missing us

Yeah

I miss my niggas too, man, for real

Huh, yeah

Huh, huh, huh

Purple weed, purple drink, I got a purple heart

Probably hard to see my love cause it's camouflaged

Make this shit look easy, but I had it hard

All money ain't good, boy, I swear to God

Real shit

Sometimes you just gotta take risks and prosper though

Know what I mean

How you gotta trap that motherfucker out

Huh, I was selling dope first before I even smoked

And by the time I start smoking, you was saying no

Like, Jeezy, these facts, I'm just saying though

Nigga had to trap or die, but I was a Gucci fan though

Like some Latin amigos, we was trapping out that bando

Rest in peace, my nigga Chico Juan, he really had them bands though

I lost a lot of niggas gone, had it in they hand though

Live by it, die by it, nigga, that's for damn sure

Yeah

And that's the G code

Huh

If this beat wasn't over, nigga, I'll go beast mode