"Victim" lyrics
Booter Bee & Mastermind Lyrics
"Victim"
Everybody claims smoke until we turn them victim
Step up in these streets, you can get your soul lifted
You know that my block hot, everyday it pops off
We don't fuck with 5-O, we can't stand them snitches
Win again its like AD make sure you go get a big stick
She giving me top-top cah I'm on some rich shit
They say that they gliding, ain't nobody hiding
Everybody claims smoke until we turn them victim
Everybody's got a wap but who's letting theirs slap?
I was really in the ride, a G9 on my lap
You ain't did it on licence or slapped it on tag
If this car gets chased or T packed its a wrap
Fuck that, shoot first or buss back
Headshots, I love that
Bad bitches love man
Opps wanna touch man
Fuck em tho, actually wonder why
F block you know we smoke on the other side, mothers life
Anytime I see them its a go
Anytime I'm with A he's more time got his pole
Slap 2 out the dots and reload, you know
Headshots how my shooters dem roll
The Opps know that me and them are different
Fuck around and hold a few stitches
We don't ever fuck with no snitches
You can get your ass airlifted
Everybody claims smoke until we turn them victim
Step up in these streets, you can get your soul lifted
You know that my block hot, everyday it pops off
We don't fuck with 5-O, we can't stand them snitches
Win again its like AD make sure you go get a big stick
She giving me top-top cah I'm on some rich shit
They say that they gliding, ain't nobody hiding
Everybody claims smoke until we turn them victim
Everybody claims smoke but these niggas stay broke
Ain't nobody scared, you can back out your fake poles
Tryna get gassed for some clout, end fatal
Big mistake, use your life on this main road
I'm a high-raiser, [?] angel
If you ain't ever starved with me you ain't at this table
Shit I had your back, lotta niggas ungrateful
A lot of niggas unable
Lurk in this Range Rover like I'm in the same clothes
We got boxes with O's, no bagels
Had to turn the tables, works on the scales
I can send shh anytime to let that flame go
Hasta Luego, they ain't on no payroll
They be on the hunt for them niggas that claim smoke
Hasta Luego, they ain't on no payroll
I can send shh anytime to let that flame go
Everybody claims smoke until we turn them victim
Step up in these streets, you can get your soul lifted
You know that my block hot, everyday it pops off
We don't fuck with 5-O, we can't stand them snitches
Win again its like AD make sure you go get a big stick
She giving me top-top cah I'm on some rich shit
They say that they gliding, ain't nobody hiding
Everybody claims smoke until we turn them victim
- AZLyrics
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- Booter Bee Lyrics
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