Sopranos ft. Anagi Lyrics

Oh, oh, oh

Okay, I managed with no manners

All my niggas go gorilla cause the clip look like bananas (If it ain't Anagi, bye!)

Fanta

Uh

Okay, I managed with no manners

All my niggas go gorilla cause the clips, look like bananas

Okay, I just dropped an eight inside my Fanta

Lots of violence and betrayal, live my life like The Sopranos

And ain't nobody have to make me

Yeah, that chance, yeah, I had to take it

Gamble life, risks, I had to take it

Ooh, no, I gotta make it (Oh)

Got sticks (Sticks!), ammo (Ammo!), I pop out the cut like I'm Rambo (Like I'm Rambo)

My main bitch says she don't love me no more I should hurt but I gotta stay ten toes (Ten toes)

Niggas lyin' to me but I know that you did the worst shit but you claim you my kinfolk (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

It don't matter to me, can't knock me off my shit, I'm forever in my zone (Okay, let's go)

Back in my bag, I told them I'm back and I ain't goin' back (Woah, woah)

I just touched down like I went for a pass

Damn, miss the way that I rap (Woah, woah)

Got RAF on RAF, don't touch my RAF

If a nigga might play, he gon' feel my wrath (Woah, woah)

This one lil' bitch be in the way

She sent a text, and then I laugh, uh-huh

Cause that bitch tried to double back (Tried to double back)

She tried to play me like a buster, bitch I'm good off that (Bitch I'm good off that)

Say you ain't never sent no pictures, sure let's go with that (Man, what's good with that bitch?)

No, she suspicious, that's the reason she ain't comin' back (She ain't coming back bitch)

I read the play, they chose an option, I'm the runnin' back

He tried to throw that shade all in my face, lil' bro have fun with that

I scored in every place, in every state, I'm the top-scoring man

My dogs' will sick you, Michael Vick while I'm fly like a falcon, man

Can't come between me and brodie'nem

He know I ain't for the commotion I'm the one that pulled the girls, they couldn't, cause I got the motion

I was hittin', they was hopin', still I had got on some more shit

Ask them peeps I been the coldest since my bro came in, he noticed, fallin' like September

Chopper hit him, bloaw!

Yellin', timber yeah, he runnin' from the bullets, loosen up he gettin' limber

He was talkin' out his head, so we ain't stoppin' at his limbs, yeah

My lil' jit be off the meds, said he got Codiene in his piss, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

I manage with no manners (With no manners)

All my niggas go gorilla cause the clips look like bananas

Okay, I just dropped an eight inside my Fanta (Inside my Fanta, inside my Fanta, no)

Lots of violence and betrayal, live my life like The Sopranos

And ain't nobody have to make me

Yeah, that chance, yeah, (Let's go!) I had to take it (Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!)

Gamble life, risks, (Let's go) I had to take it

Ooh, no, I had make it, oh, yeah

Let's go, let's go (had to make it)

(In my Fanta)

Let's go, let's go, let's go (in Atlanta)

Let's go, it's going up (Choppers, Sopranos, yeah)

Choppers goin' "Braa!", yeah, "Ba!", yeah

Knockin' off your jaw, huh, uh

Fuck that bitch, I'm in her guts knockin' off the walls, shit

She said, she just want my love

Yeah, she wants this love, huh

Fuck her, fuck her