Scream My Name Lyrics

A bitch nigga dies a thousand times a real nigga dies but once 2260 MBI shit

Addicted to bag chasin its out and I'ma catch it ain't a nigga around me who ain't thuggin with a package

Posted with automatics if a lil nigga think he savage cuttin up ina foreign fuck with the hook while I'm in traffic

Hoe I'm chasin a bag until they put me in a casket if they happen to catch me i pray to God that I ain't lackin

Eric told me as a youngin

Before he die he'll be a legend

Scream my name in the streets

Make sho they still feel my presence

Watch me live forever

They say pussy and paper is poetry power and pistols

Plottin on dollars with baby choppas for the issues

Niggas be watchin wantin to leave me on the scene

While I'm stackin religiously rubberband around Gs

Bitches is talkin heavy

Niggas is hella petty

These niggas store runners but they talk like they gettin fetty

My nigga we verified dangerous and organized

Put a call in we annihilating yo whole squad I'm just bein honest

As a lil nigga wanted to drop a pair of robins

Now I'm workin phone chirpin breakin down the purest robin

Birds if you slow

Pounds of the dro

Conversatin with the plug while his mama watchin the soaps

Summer of 0-13 me and that bag got eloped

The Whole thing was get cream stay lowkey and go ghost

Ain't talkin wu tang

Strapped like Husain

Niggas can't fuck with us

Bag fire like its soaked in propane got custos high for months

Addicted to bag chasin its out and I'ma catch it ain't a nigga around me who ain't thuggin with a package

Posted with automatics if a lil nigga think he savage cuttin up ina foreign fuck with the hook while I'm in traffic

Hoe I'm chasin a bag until they put me in a casket if they happen to catch me i pray to God that I ain't lackin

Eric told me as a youngin

Before he die he'll be a legend

Scream my name in the streets

Make sho they still feel my presence

Watch me live forever

Macboy

MBI

Muthafuck the other side

They can fuck with mob if they want and watch them hallows fly

I'm stackin mine

Like the slaughter house i got that chicken tied

I hear these niggas talkin in they raps but I know they lies

You ain't road runnin

You be screamin lemme hold something

You be dick suckin

Pump the cap up call him Joe budden

Pros comin if you listen close can hear the stove runnin

Shhhh

Bows just dropped so the hood scorchin

Nigga sayin I ain't move that bag he out his fuckin mind

Duckin narcs and swine

Got that one shit from my cali guy

You be runnin off

Lil nigga we don't fuck with plies

Buy my own bag

Pay the savs

Bitch that's how you supposed to grind

Addicted to bag chasin its out and I'ma catch it

Ain't a nigga around me who ain't thuggin with a package

Posted with automatics if a lil nigga think he savage

Cuttin up ina foreign fuck with the hook while I'm in traffic

Hoe I'm chasin a bag until they put me in a casket

If they happen to catch me i pray to God that I ain't lackin

Eric told me as a youngin

Before he die he'll be a legend

Scream my name in the streets

Make sho they still feel my presence

Watch me live forever