Thirteen Lyrics

I'm coming to clutch like the packers

I'm carrying that 13 like Paul George with the pacers

And them niggahs be brushing em off like aum painters

Them niggahs be quick es shii they don't be patient

They creep up on you don't think they be playing

No time for da arguing no time for complaining

Sending em up in the Sky Where da planes is

Loud as hell like he is shouting out praises

Hanging with da birds they was just too turnt

Hopped on the strip bagging niggahs who work

Niggah got too close when he going to learn

Hit with that heater now his ass got burnt

I'm cutting niggahs off like a mother fucking butcher

Niggahs so quick to bag they own fucking brothers

They get to close trying to carry they cousins

And still Crash out with the ones that they cuffing

I ain't stressing niggah yeah i know who I'm picking

They shouting loud as hell sound like Wilson Pickett

Zips of da Za I'm smoke pinch of it

Posted up niggahs is taking them pictures

We striking shit out them niggahs is pitchers

Your bitch drunk es shii Like she drank out a pitcher

I'm bagging em quick and he thought it sending

I was capping like shii and told him its pending.

I'm coming to clutch like the packers

I'm carrying that 13 like Paul George with the pacers

And them niggahs be brushing em off like aum painters

Them niggahs be quick es shii they don't be patient

They creep up on you don't you think they playing

No time for the arguing no time for complaining

Sending him up in the sky where da planes is

Loud as hell like he is shouting out praises