POWER Lyrics

A lot of niggas want me dead, but they ain't never spin tryna take my

A lot of niggas want me dead, but they ain't never spin tryna take my

A lot of niggas want me dead, but I was just up on the block tryna make a wop

Put holes in this nigga head cause he was a bitch and he was talking to the opps

This bitch like moving to fed so I speed up the beat she can't understand when I keep talking

Huh

Saying I beat up her back like rocky

Wait say you like how I hop on the beat and I keep bopping shit

When I walk on his block I don't take time I make moves and you can't stop me bitch

And I pop me a perc and I get in the mode ain't regretting shit that I just did

I like B and E's takin off wigs this bitch wanna talk to me I wanna kill

I'll go on a drill do it for real put a switch on the back of the 19x you'll see how it feels

Baby imma peel em watch what you say on the net cause imma pop out with my villains

Shit putting belt to ass when I ride in the civic any free car my brother will drift it

I walk up on him he twist like rip-stick I could vouch you niggas ain't did shit

Why would you lie and say you was wit it I been in the streets since I was a lil jit

Pouring up lean in all my frizzers say baby you know I'm a driller

Put a nigga on x if he want a picture, and bitch I fucked your sister

Say imma just show you how I get it, said I was in the streets doing shit for a image

Capping, I can't do that baby I'm bapping. wrapping him up put that boy in a package

Why was you tryna beef me through a caption?

I don't understand why niggas chatting, I was the type to hop out in the action

Baby I'm really the dangerous one saying all these niggas is bapping

A lot of niggas want me dead, but they ain't never spin tryna take my top

I slow down the beat lil baby say all of this shit that I'm rapping this shit off the top

Said I'm with villains skirt off the lot and I put belt to ass when I hop on the block

These niggas ask me if I'm making a song, duhhh. nigga you acting so dumb

You two faced bitch and you look like a plum, I should've boxed you but I talk to your mom

That pussy was wet like a pond I fucked her and she wanted my son

Reverse I'm in the back of the back of the truck with a mask on holding my gun

I got gloves on too and I'm holding a blunt shit ready to smoke this punk

Saying this beat tough as fuck, shit I'm off drank pour pints in pops and I pop percs for what

This bitch wanna eat me up like slut get on your knees and show me what you woulda done

I pray to god but every time I feel evil I get to loading my gun I walk on his block and hit him with three though

I could feel smoke pressure out his lungs hot shit this is the shit that you feeling

I could just feel it coming I'm a don, say baby you know imma blow up

Say baby you know how I come twenty fifth century hit song now