Alexa Lyrics

Niggas be dissing I'm trying to go get on my vic

It's a 30 day run, selling bags of the zip

Buddy caught one to the leg, he immediately slipped

12 on the line, so I'm taking a break

On the front line sitting, I'm playing it safe

He got three eyes, niggas got hit in his face

I got shit in this bag, I ain't throwing away

Went to the doctor for yellow, I needed a check up

Set em up wit a move trying to connect to alexa

They be hiding like shit, I just prayed that I'd catch it

But before we get in that car, I gotta say us a lecture

Hop out the car, niggas trippin', they fall

I do life for a switch, I ain't taking it off

Do this shit for the fam, I'll ball till I fall

Free all the men I'll sit back in wait for that call… she hear 1diss and get wet as a bitch

Niggas loose as a moose, you ain't taking this fit

Still on the front line, guess I'm the number one pick

Kicking they feet, niggas dropping they sticks

Just got off the box, but I'm stuck in the mix

I just poured 4 of the deuce , In my brisk

Knocking opps down wit this new 46..(new 46 bah)

I'ma keep going up, I ain't stopping for shit

Trying to set up a play for a opp and this bitch

I know he goin go,(ik he goin go) cause he think' with his dick

Got 22 in my pants while I walk with a limp

I whipped out stick and got bagged for attempt

Chasing a bitch, I was never a simp

He was Dissing like shit, now he up in my hemp

Y'all be smoking on huff I be smoking on za, You ain't trying to spin, don't hop in his car

Get close to my Vick, I don't shoot from a far

So many shots, this shit look like a bar

Clucka throwing me off I'ma see em tomorrow

Steady scoping they page trying see who they are

Catch Lil Tay, I'm a tap his ass right in the head with the back of the bottle

He ain't get out the way, caught a shot when he slipped

I'm smoking the 1 it's a two-way blitz

I'm plotting the one, trying to step on the opp bitch

Go down the o niggas know that I drop shit

Hands in the air, you start moving, I pop shit

Start texting my bitch, he ain't know I responded

WD drop shit on your head like a bonnet

You ain't know what I did, up in ponix , im fucking her hood I'm having my way, it's ok u don't have to say what happened that day

bru pass me the ball I start shooting like klay

We start chasing, opps down like it's get out the way

Free patmoeee, dropping shit out they way.

Got za for the low, I can get you a play

Niggas clicking together, they real live gay

They don't come down to park, cause they know how we play (blatt blatt)