DTL (Slowed & Reverb) Lyrics

Time for me to talk my shit, nigga

I ain't playin' no game with you bitch-ass niggas

Let's go

Why the fuck y'all niggas testin' me

Borderline, disrespectin' me

Tryin' to get close to a nigga

Nigga can't even stand next to me

Niggas know you can't fuck with me

Niggas knowin' what's up with me

Get behind me like you're supposed to be

Bitches askin' ya, who is he

If you don't fuck with a stepper, then you don't fuck with a G

If you don't fuck with a G, then you ain't fuckin' with me

I ain't got time for little niggas or fuckin' peewees

Up the Glock on a nigga, you know I am gon' squeeze

If she rockin' a designer fit

Best believe im gonna rob the bitch

Came here for some cannabis

Now she leavin' your bottomless

Mean muggin' with confidence

Like a nigga want slap a bitch

Sorry baby, I'm heartless

I would've did this regardless

I've been feening' for Glocks and

Big ass extensions

I told the Grim Reaper just

Make a decision

It's been, so fuckin' long since

I done seen him, it's kinda hard for me to tell if

I wanna be him

Everybody tappin' on that nigga head where his fro go

How the fuck is you a real shooter with no ammo

If I want the motherfucker head, better lay low

I got three motherfuckin' killers, that's on payroll

I pick up the pace a bit

I'm a dangerous jit

Yall nigga foul as hell should be a flagrant

Ain't fuckin' no basic, bitch

Let me relay this shit

That's what fuckin' happen when a nigga famous

So courageous, the why you niggas be fakin'

Egos easily breakin

The way you livin' is dangerous

Niggas hatin

But they livin' so basic

Never really relate to

Same reason why you won't make it

Uh, nigga, what the fuck you niggas on

Uh, nigga, one (POW) to his dome

Uh, nigga, tip toein' through his home

Uh, then take everything he own

Uh, I just have to show y'all niggas

I can show y'all pussy niggas better, I can tell y'all

Y'all know who the fuck it is

Same nigga from the motherfuckin' vill

Let's go