007 ft. WhotfisVon Lyrics

We don't talk on phones, I know the feds listenin

Bro just hit me for two bows, hit my phone, code name bomb

I text back like double O, like should I tax him for the high

But I got it for the low, I turn myself into the plug

We got dirty, we got snow, I know my face card

A one I toss, lil' bro, another load

You put your trust into your niggas, I put trust into my poles

My 4-5 kickin' like it's soccer

Shoot my shot, then I scream go

Put this beam up on his face, like we tryna remove a mole

Oh, let's go, I be switchin' up my hoes like my clothes

Ayy, switchin' my hoes like my flows

Make it fall like dominoes

I Send Fat sto , come wipe they nose

And since youngin' I been that nigga

You still waitin' on your glow

This semi came with extension

Shoot this bitch for like melo

And my sneaky shooters gon' get him

With the left, code name Ginobili

We miss him, we do doughnuts

We spend his block, then leave him holy

My niggas been slidin' with me

I cant right out by my doly

They up in and get the bussing we'll protected like a goalie

My nigga just caught a body

Sock on his hand just like McFoley

Sock on his hand just like McFoley

Sock on his hand

When we don't talk on phones, I know the feds listenin

Bro, just hit me for two bowls

Hit my phone, code name Bond

I text back like double O

Like, should I tax him for the high

But I got it for the low

I turn myself into the plug

We got dirty, we got smell

I know my face card

A1, I toss lil, bro, another load

You put your trust into your niggas

I put trust into my pole

My 4-5 kickin' like it's soccer

Shoot my shot, do not scream, go

Put this beam up on his face

Like we tryin' remove a mole

Beam fuck up your face card

These niggas goofy, but acting like they hard

Catch him while he comfortable, he let down his guard

Runnin' away, but that nigga won't get far

In that foreign territory double 0 7

The Seven a send em to heaven

I really made bond, nigga, I am not James

See, niggas don't lock down for stacks

I just loaned six people their shits

Reminded, go count on your blessings, lil' nigga

I got a flex on the roof

So they know before I go that I'm really better than niggas

Face card good, I'ma go out one, give a four

They say I don't care about no niggas

I'm trustin' my niggas, I'm trustin' my dawgs

You know we gon' ride or they'll try to my niggas

7-6-2-5-5-6

2-2-3, where they gon' go

They shootin' on A-niggas

Talkin' bout catchin' bodies, they catchin' them innocent souls

My niggas follow and I need to dope

They on your ass, so, nigga, watch what you post

Where the fuck he at? Don't know where he go

Need a weed smoother, talk to me, I'm a ghost

We don't talk on phones, I know the feds listenin

Bro, just hit me for two bows

Hit my phone, code name Bond

I tax back like double O

Like, should I tax him for the high

But I got it for the low

I turn myself into the plug

We got dirty, we got smell

I know my face card

They wanna toss, lil' bro, another load

You put your trust into your niggas

I put trust into my poke

My 4-5 kickin' like it's soccer

Shoot my shot, then I scream, go

Put this beam up on his face

Like we tryna move a mole