Thad McFadden ft. Detwan Love Lyrics

We the type of niggas jumpin' fences when that gate locked

I be with some members, niggas, some shit we dont play bout

Bitch, I'm from the trenches, I came up because I stayed down

I told that bitch I'm different, I can't settle for no day job

And fuck you mean, I ain't coppin' shit unless it's straight drop

Got it out the mud, I ran it up, we gettin' paid now

My youngins robbin' shit, them type of niggas that I stay round

And every time I pop out, they be quiet, what they say now

Turnin' down these pick-me-ass lil' bitches, I ain't friendly

Like, fuck, I look like chasin' round these hoes, and we got plenty

I know they niggas mad, they ain't on shit, so they just envy

That blicky fully auto, but it used to be a semi

I like my bitches ratchet, but when she start to spazzin

I say, bitch, go get your daddy

Far from average, girl, you fuckin' with a savage

And I don't do the cappin', I ain't nothin' like these rappers

Like these rappers, try somebody else, cause we gon' get to spinnin

Just check my rap sheet, theres fast, behind what I be spittin

Been sayin' they gon' turn it up, just chattin' cause they didn't

I been on my business, lil' bitch, get out your feelings

Bitch, rap a nigga up, the morning time, it's early wrap em up

I got a white boy smoke dog, and he work at Hurley's

He just ran off on the plug, he feel like Todd Gurley

Lil' bitch fuck everybody, she act like Marilyn

I hit her so good, perc dick, made her go to therapy

Give me one shot, I'ma run it up, I feel like Jeremy

Look me in my eye, tell me, do you see a care in me

Pop a nigga, pray to God, now I feel good

One time I robbed a nigga and gave the money to the hood

I'm with hoes, we at the room, high as hell, relaxin

I got a white boy in the cut, he shoot like John Paxton

I don't run from smokin', I want all the action

I'm dumb as hell, I ain't know my K was automatic

He grown as hell, so when he die, don't be all saddened

I be overseas shootin', I feel like Thad McFadden