Family Affair ft. Lotto Lex, Jayo Supreme & Slim Savage Lyrics

Girl, give me respect, matter of fact, give me My check, I need it direct, Im rollin

The dice, raisin the bet, Im takin a chance, From the hood, saggin my pants, never gave

A fuck, so Ima do what they said that I can, Never takin a stand, never 6ix9ine on my

Fan, man, Im rollin over anybody who wanna Get in the way of my plans, try and fuck Around

My plot, fuck around, get popped, you can Fuck around, get popped, like I gave you Mother a cum shot ha

Broke as a joke while I laughed to the bank, Call up the plug, cause I need

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More dank, stand behind my bars, and Im Sharp as a shank, you a big fish, Im a shark in

A tank, matter of fact, Im a killer whale, Im a Roll the weed Im a kill a L cop

Hit a ride, bogey, kill a smell, if they search this ride, find what I sell, I aint never

Goin back to jail, mankind it was hell in a cell, 666 with the walls goin nuts, when

I first got booked, man, I paid the bill, came

Back, got that pack out the wall, now

Go for that money, cause I got a ball, 6 way While I stand tall, and if you want this work

You just give me a call, life in the trap, I got it, Survive, so I ride to the max

Im solid with them cats, speakin the truth, Im providin them facts, I never lack, they

Want me to die while Im at it, so Im in the

Ride with the strap, what It do, lets get

It, all my hitters is with it, what you doin Already did it, goin loco, I admit it, I

Should be admitted, silent bars, crazy flow, Play me on the radio, ride this wave like you

Was from the Navy, ho, whoa, runnin the Map, tryin to get back, countin them stacks

Sendin a clip, one in the chamber, trigger Happy, how we makin them bangers, Stainless

Steel, when I shoot a kill, when I bake a real, I Need to chill, take me to coke and I sling

The pills, we cookin up, we makin meals

We makin meals

A droit in my exploits, even when you see me, Its C.O.D., pat me down, Im no C.O.P., Everyone

Around me, my D.O.G., hundred years, all Together, between fed time and the D.O.C., No silverspoon, just impending doom, you Dont understand my P.O.V., need a second Chance, I hire niggas

Im a firm believer in E.O.E., everyone on Board, of one accord, we stand to make a

L.O.T.,it come to money, Im a S.O.B., on me Gettin paid, but never impede, I roll

On you, nothin like a snitch, and out of Nowhere, like tumbleweed, its the Underboss

With the upper hand, Ill procure it if its in Demand, variations and fluctuations of a

Manic market, I understand, so Im greasin Wheels by greasin palms, icin out pendants

And charms, at the hyatt hoes in they thong, What I smoke, activate alarms, my cousin Tuga

Bumpin booger sugar, yall niggas on that Sedentary shit, couch surfin while Im out

Workin for that in-time legendary grip, yeah, Yeah, yeah, body in all of the competitions

Fuck all the opps, we on a mission, think you Better than us, boy, you must be trippin

Loyalty deep, never catch me flippin, and Im Always on point, never catch me slippin

Uh, yeah, yeah, empty the clip without even Blinkin, you end up on me, Ima leave you

Stinkin, I can rain out your head, what the Fuck you thinkin? All of my niggas is super

Savage, got a plug for the guns, got stupid Ratchets, these niggas is pussy, dont want

No action, tryna copy my swag, but I see they Lackin, aint had no money, I started

Trappin, now I got me a bag and Im super Active, none of these niggas is really with

It, talk down in the set, we gon hit you fitted, You talk about streets, but Im really

In it, I aint gonna stop till my team is winnin