Insecure 16 ft. Dna.gio Lyrics

It was me & Money stacks behind that wall screaming one four G'z

Me & Izzy cheese up in this bitch

Tryna pop a Bean

You put that G30 in my hands on my momma gon' squeeze

I'm boppin any Load, I see what out of plate states on me

Lil' Chuck, get to fiendin' with

That Glock, he gon' pop for me, We touch bands off Rollies and APs, my niggas so sleaze

I swear to God, I'm crashing out on chinks for a patek Philippe

I love that 27 on my, my mama it's killin' for me

Blitz game, GBG for that bag, it's just gettin' to me

Man kid behind that wall, I might sign him for them fuckin' Gs

Lil' bro, report card he still fiendin' for them A's and B's

Two hands on that drill, 30 seconds, that button too clean

I'm givin' niggas head taps, be cool, pushin' up on me

I spent on drip I could've bought a Benz, nigga, maybe three

I said free baby core up in JP, givin niggas T's

I fuck with my four-two, lil' TBO, and fast-gass team

Told me you had my back, but you still turned your back on me, That's why you see me to the neck, cause friends turn phony Youngin said he wasn't with the shit, they still froze homie

Lookin' at this whip, clutchin' on my stick, cause I don't know, Brody

Murder, investigations, and pistol cases, the law's on me

And they got a confidential

Informant that say I got it on me, That's why I can't function with these niggas, they'll tattle on me, Spank a nigga with the wooden K put that paddle on him

Aye the Niggas that I fuck with, parolees, and they got trophies

Brody thought he was Michael Phelps, we drowned him in the ocean

Gio told me, hit a nigga with a sack, he wide open

Bitch, you know I keep the weapon well-protected like a Trojan

When we did that one skit your mans turned into a spokesman

On the gram, trollin', Saying he want the smoke

We left him smokin'

When we slidin', keep the doe cracked in case we catch an opponent

All you hear is tires screech, choppers clap, pistols blowin