Viral ft. QuickJones Lyrics

13th floor

ayy, they be lookin' down on us and lookin' up to us at the same time, they hatin that I swear

They got me way too high up in this bih

All my life, I've been strugglin', mama had to work two jobs

Man, I had to steal and rob

Man, I was the cream of the crop

They ain't want a nigga to have shit, boy I'll treat it like a mattress

Put your bitch on that backflip

Man, you know how I flip

I go and get it I hustle hard

Man, my motherfuckin lil brother and sister ain't never gone starve, I had to steal and rob, ay

All black up, man, I had to hit me a lick

Niggas don't even understand, when it come down to it, I stand on my shit

Man, fuck a nigga, man, fuck a bitch too

Look, what you gon' do, if you end up in investigation room

Is you gon' tell everything or is you gon' ride with the squad

Is you gon' be a real nigga or is you gon melt like some butter

Man I fuckin slaughter, I put that on my daughters

Man I never change, my heart has been deranged

They try to leave my fucking soul in the rain

But I dried off fast cuz the hustle never changed

Real nigga shit, I grinded from the mud

I never stop I'm in this bitch give no fuck if they throw slugs

Better hit me first cuz if you miss put you in a hearse

PG and QuickJones, lyrical curse

White smoke, out the barrel of the kit

If you ain't totin no pole, might as well just miss me with that shit

End up goin' viral, got plenty rounds, thats hella hits

She gon' need a Chiro, I broke the back up off that bitch

I ain't had to use no rizz , stacked my racks up hella quick

I had gang install the switch and put a cooler on that blick

Yeah, I just told my jeweler I want flawless with my wrist,

Yeah, I became a shooter once I got the laser grip

We be smoking opps, we roll em up just like a spliff

When I fucked this broad, I told her, spread it like some Jif

Before we even fucked I already scheduled her a Lyft

My heart made of stone, and my bracelet amethyst

I woke up this morning, and I checked still had my swag

I seen the deposit from the check, still had my bag

I been in the lab all day, I popped another tab

13th floor we in this bitch, yeah, I know that they mad

Yeah, if they get it actin' up, I just tell Quick it's up

Spin they block like a top, let out a hunnid shots

Ridin round in a hot to keep it a hunnid bucks

We don't give no fuck, codeine spill from my cup

White smoke, out the barrel of the kit

If you ain't totin no pole, might as well just miss me with that shit

End up goin' viral, got plenty rounds, thats hella hits

She gon' need a Chiro, I broke the back up off that bitch

I ain't had to use no rizz , stacked my racks up hella quick

I had gang install the switch and put a cooler on that blick

Yeah, I just told my jeweler I want flawless with my wrist,

Yeah, I became a shooter once I got the laser grip