LOOSE CHANGE ft. Njoiii Lyrics

Remember this what y'all wanted right?

Said you want me to rap again

This the shit y'all be on right?

Like y'all really drilled somebody, like y'all in the field with somebody

Like y'all really-

Yeah

He think he invincible he won't get touch

One shot kill, I'm Kobe in the clutch

Glock gotta switch it gotta stutter

You kiss that shmeez she sucked my cousin

Heart like an icebox I can't love

I hit icebox to get shit bust

Walking to school I'm off a bus

He want beef hold these slugs

Wanna be at the top this shit take effort

Doing all that dissing apply some pressure

Your first time shopping I'm taxing extra

He cried to the judge how the fuck he a steppa

I was in that jam eating them swoles

You got in that jam boy you told

Coulda hired the world off the work I sold

My nines get hot cus these streets cold

One nigga two seater riding round with three poles

Thought he was gangsta but he folded

All that flexing got repoed

Craig with a brick and the block Debo

Yeah I got opps but I got guns

He want beef but don't got funds

I was fifteen making grown niggas run

I put that on ma dukes 1st born son

Boy check the score we up a ton

It's sad you couldn't even get back one

In these streets I call up my G's get it done

Your whole clique full of fiends and bums

Attached to me but she can't get none

Attachments ACOG and them drums

Little Shmeez what she gets from me is smutted

Kicked out the crib that's an eighty yard punt

I ran to the money that's an eighty yard rush

Times couldn't sleep poured a three in a crush

She in love with me but I skeet on her butt

She wanted my seed I know that bitch guh

In the supercharged demon I'm going dumb

Hanging with heathens only trust some

Back to the trap we don't do fronts

I left out the kitchen like dinner was done

I left out the kitchen like dinner was done

Think he invincible he won't get touched

Boy you a Buster

I left out the kitchen like dinner was

I left out the damn

I left out the kitchen like dinner was done

I left out the kitchen like dinner was done

Aye Aye

Bitch I left out the

He think he in-

He think he invincible he won't get touched

That boi died while he was clutching

The opps get mad they eat my dust

I don't care I don't give a-

I don't care- nah

I don't care I don't give a fuck

I told them boys let's catch up

Eighty-one Grim shit

FTS shit nigga

Free My Reapers

Long Live My Fallen Soldiers