Kawhi Leonard
NR3
GENRE
[Verse: NR Boor]
Used to trap I had nothin to show for it
Now I'm in the lead with the dope boys
Put a dime on your head, they'll go for it
I ain't puttin the time into no whores
Youngin I'm lit, had the city on dick ever since we recorded Paul George
Had to line up some tree, run it up in a week so I bought me some guns and ran off
Get up close so I know that he dead
How he out? Man I know he the Feds
He been talkin all crazy like he really with it, tell brodie put one to his wig
You ain't loyal, fucked all of my friends
I just popped mе a perc again
I just went up on a versе again
I ain't gon lie, lil baby I'm him
I'm gon carry like Jim
Jump in that water and swim
We shoot shit up, films
He only shoot up the pills
[Verse: Lil Na]
Got killers I keep em on standby
They gon shoot if I raise my hand high
I got this shit out the mud, sandbox
Goin through shit, still keepin my head high
Smokin the best, that's shit that you can't buy
Niggas know we don't play, niggas get shot
I think my trap the ten like last night
This bitch, she irkin as fuck
I told her you gon get open or what?
Cause soon as they on me, she open em up
This Glock I got is gon open him up
This bitch act like she ain't sposed to get fucked
Go head, try slide and get plucked
Go head, try slide and get stuck
I got my burner inside of the club
I'm in Miami, I'm posted with thugs
I'm in a Lambo, I'm rollin it up
I took my shot I done threw it right up
Who got the city on smash? That's us
She let me smash for a couple of bucks
I'm not anybody, I watch how I talk
Them niggas try walk how I walk
Them niggas can't walk how I walk
Them niggas can't talk how I talk
[Verse: OT7 Quanny]
You rappers my sons, [?]
Once it's up, it's stuck, cactus
You postin that bitch, well I hit her
We got the streets on lock, Kawhi Leonard
I used to sell white like Riff Raff
Now my pockets look like his bitch ass
I walk into Louis and go crazy
Bitch I'm the Goat, Quan Brady
Oh that's the cops, I dash like I'm Stacy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Broski pull up and he leavin shit messy
Shootin with both hands, ya right and ya lefty
We got a Glock that's 6'2
Oh you was dissin but it's cool
Now he laid up, breathin out tubes
You can't move how I move
They got the drop and he died
Shit, he shouldn't have went live
I done lost like a dub in one week
Then I ran up 50 in one month
He left his Glock at home, he a dum dum
Uh, yeah
All this cash in my pocket, I'm losin my ID
Shit, my wrist on iced tea
Oh you got niggas turnt up, and you got em catchin bodies
My P.O, he don't like it
And oh you tough I like it
Bro that's him, strike it
RIP, sleep shit like Tyson
[Outro]
This that OT7 shit, nigga
NR3
Niggas know, the zoo we run the streets
Used to trap I had nothin to show for it
Now I'm in the lead with the dope boys
Put a dime on your head, they'll go for it
I ain't puttin the time into no whores
Youngin I'm lit, had the city on dick ever since we recorded Paul George
Had to line up some tree, run it up in a week so I bought me some guns and ran off
Get up close so I know that he dead
How he out? Man I know he the Feds
He been talkin all crazy like he really with it, tell brodie put one to his wig
You ain't loyal, fucked all of my friends
I just popped mе a perc again
I just went up on a versе again
I ain't gon lie, lil baby I'm him
I'm gon carry like Jim
Jump in that water and swim
We shoot shit up, films
He only shoot up the pills
[Verse: Lil Na]
Got killers I keep em on standby
They gon shoot if I raise my hand high
I got this shit out the mud, sandbox
Goin through shit, still keepin my head high
Smokin the best, that's shit that you can't buy
Niggas know we don't play, niggas get shot
I think my trap the ten like last night
This bitch, she irkin as fuck
I told her you gon get open or what?
Cause soon as they on me, she open em up
This Glock I got is gon open him up
This bitch act like she ain't sposed to get fucked
Go head, try slide and get plucked
Go head, try slide and get stuck
I got my burner inside of the club
I'm in Miami, I'm posted with thugs
I'm in a Lambo, I'm rollin it up
I took my shot I done threw it right up
Who got the city on smash? That's us
She let me smash for a couple of bucks
I'm not anybody, I watch how I talk
Them niggas try walk how I walk
Them niggas can't walk how I walk
Them niggas can't talk how I talk
[Verse: OT7 Quanny]
You rappers my sons, [?]
Once it's up, it's stuck, cactus
You postin that bitch, well I hit her
We got the streets on lock, Kawhi Leonard
I used to sell white like Riff Raff
Now my pockets look like his bitch ass
I walk into Louis and go crazy
Bitch I'm the Goat, Quan Brady
Oh that's the cops, I dash like I'm Stacy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Broski pull up and he leavin shit messy
Shootin with both hands, ya right and ya lefty
We got a Glock that's 6'2
Oh you was dissin but it's cool
Now he laid up, breathin out tubes
You can't move how I move
They got the drop and he died
Shit, he shouldn't have went live
I done lost like a dub in one week
Then I ran up 50 in one month
He left his Glock at home, he a dum dum
Uh, yeah
All this cash in my pocket, I'm losin my ID
Shit, my wrist on iced tea
Oh you got niggas turnt up, and you got em catchin bodies
My P.O, he don't like it
And oh you tough I like it
Bro that's him, strike it
RIP, sleep shit like Tyson
[Outro]
This that OT7 shit, nigga
NR3
Niggas know, the zoo we run the streets
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