2nd Gen Lyrics

Glock nineteen on the waist

Spent a couple G's on this belt

Invisible in that wraith

It ain't nothing to see with this stealth

My bitch put kelp in my beverage

Got me increasing my health

Wings on the sides of this vehicle

They help me glide on this belt

Way out of patience

I'm never comfortable asking for help

My brother sat in that cell

He still never asking for help

Pushing that petal till it break

Need generational wealth and I ain't getting stopped by the law

A renegade

I got cash and this second gen in my drawls

So much in revenue when they hate man I love when they talk

Ain't no room for these niggas that plan on walking that walk

It's still plenty of chalk and caution tape

Feel like wrapping your block

So many rocks

Can't see the time on my watch

Cash that was unaccounted for

Get it all in a bunch

The biggest bundle

My style from New York

Nigga the biggest jungle

Concrete with these words

Nigga i'm standing on it

They say they getting up on me

Man i'm depending on it

I'm depending on it

Fuck these niggas talking about man

Yo

Come on

Huh

Big Mal

Infatuated with death

Thirty in this clip

When I shoot bitch I get hard

Dick longer than a fishing rod

Got your bitch hooked

Man this nigga sick

I'm a sick fuck

Know I like a quick fuck

If we babysitting all the Goose

They gotta be ducks

I been in pussy since Rick Ross was in Reeboks

Red beam on your head top

We ain't shooting no movies my nigga

This a head shot

Knocking off his fitted cap

Hollows peel his wig back

Double tap

Cause I ain't in the mood to try to spin back

I don't even gotta ask her where he lay his head at

Bodies cold like sorbet

Drug paraphernalia distribution on cold chain

Enough to buy a gold chain

Only thing i'm switching up is when i'm swerving both lanes

Three holes in his body like he came from the gutter

It's so easy dissecting you niggas

Y'all be soft like butter

Y'all be soft like butter you hear me

I be cutting right through y'all

Y'all so fucking

So fucking easy to dissect like

I really be coming in the booth and I really be telling y'all shits

It's really nobody that can do it like me you hear me

Standing on that

Like concrete

Huh

Mal

Big Mal