"Due To All" lyrics
Bitch, I'm back
Stupid boy (hm), stupid boy
(Simo Fre just killed it)
Hey, yeah nigga, yeah
Murdamane, but that's not me
Hey... (huh)
Niggas they been tweaking lately, wonder what's these niggas' problem (what's they problem?)
Wonder if it's 'cause a nigga broke so they chase clout for commas
You reap what you sow, I know you know, you fuck with me it's karma
That's to all you pussy niggas, the most gon' meet the doctor
I ran up a bag, stop popping tags, I'm copping red bottoms
Ran up with no mask, I'm on his ass, I'm telling bro I got 'em
My mama know I got that bag, she call me if it's problems (yeah)
My brother know I got his back for sure, I bond 'em if they lock 'em
Sitting back and peep these pussy niggas turning pasta
I'm the one who got these niggas shook, I see I must remind 'em
Catch a opp and we can't kill his ass, we trap behind 'em
See where he go, he swing the door and he gon' meet a monster
On guap though, got them knots up
I don't fuck with niggas, they is not us
Catch a way it's swole up, we gon' pop up
Money over hoes, free the bros that's locked up
Fine cougar bitch, she treat a nigga good
Micro Draco gripping on the grain, she painted red for blood
Told her she can't never leave my side, so get that understood
Ten about that bitch, don't fuck with that, then we all good
Handled my problems and them babies like a man should
Ride in a latest 'cause I made it out that damn mud
No conversation ain't 'bout paper, you a damn dub
Ain't contemplating, I ain't waiting, this drill here for cuz
We shoot up the club, wettin' shit up like a tub
Fifty shot enough, won't pay for hits, we drill in love
Baby I'm a thug, you cannot play me like no scrub
Leave what sipping mud, so just for him I double cup
You'd think I'm in the NBA, I ball out every day
Bounce out with that thing, yeah that's that Drac, I chased him with a K
(Ram tam tam)
He ain't on our side then hit that bitch, hit up everything
I'm tryna' get rich like Richie Rich and go break the bank
Bad bitch, all black, walked in with Rick Owens on
Then too, I called that, got to put my brother on
Mitch house, we mall that, fuck up nigga chromosome
Bust down my wrist, you dumb bitch, can't see what time I'm on
Sipping like I'm from H-Town, pull up leaning
Tell me where the Percocets at 'cause bro need it
Blood for blood, you know we catch hats, bro fiendin'
Niggas fake psyching out, he think he a demon
Clip inside my Draco, holy mag for that boy
We slid in a rental, ain't no tag for that boy
Hit whoever with him, bloodbath for that boy
You know I come to get 'em, ain't no bag for that boy
Better watch what you say 'fore we pull a trip
Put that chop in his mouth, he gonna need the dentist
I ain't going back and forth, bitch this not tennis
Pretty bitch, that's my whore and she want some titties
Pull up all black like I'm Batman, meezy
Let 'em feel that J, now he sleep, Tempur-Pedic
Caught her chasing money, keep that pussy, I don't need it
Nigga say he bullet, now my Draco screamin'
Hop out, hit them shots, niggas bobbing and weavin'
I knock one down, go for another hat, I'm greedy
Treat the opp's block like some pussy, I'ma beat it
Drillin' with no mask because I know I hit his ass, he never seen me
Stupid
Alright, you can pull up the other beat, I had some...
Stupid boy (hm), stupid boy
(Simo Fre just killed it)
Hey, yeah nigga, yeah
Murdamane, but that's not me
Hey... (huh)
Niggas they been tweaking lately, wonder what's these niggas' problem (what's they problem?)
Wonder if it's 'cause a nigga broke so they chase clout for commas
You reap what you sow, I know you know, you fuck with me it's karma
That's to all you pussy niggas, the most gon' meet the doctor
I ran up a bag, stop popping tags, I'm copping red bottoms
Ran up with no mask, I'm on his ass, I'm telling bro I got 'em
My mama know I got that bag, she call me if it's problems (yeah)
My brother know I got his back for sure, I bond 'em if they lock 'em
Sitting back and peep these pussy niggas turning pasta
I'm the one who got these niggas shook, I see I must remind 'em
Catch a opp and we can't kill his ass, we trap behind 'em
See where he go, he swing the door and he gon' meet a monster
On guap though, got them knots up
I don't fuck with niggas, they is not us
Catch a way it's swole up, we gon' pop up
Money over hoes, free the bros that's locked up
Fine cougar bitch, she treat a nigga good
Micro Draco gripping on the grain, she painted red for blood
Told her she can't never leave my side, so get that understood
Ten about that bitch, don't fuck with that, then we all good
Handled my problems and them babies like a man should
Ride in a latest 'cause I made it out that damn mud
No conversation ain't 'bout paper, you a damn dub
Ain't contemplating, I ain't waiting, this drill here for cuz
We shoot up the club, wettin' shit up like a tub
Fifty shot enough, won't pay for hits, we drill in love
Baby I'm a thug, you cannot play me like no scrub
Leave what sipping mud, so just for him I double cup
You'd think I'm in the NBA, I ball out every day
Bounce out with that thing, yeah that's that Drac, I chased him with a K
(Ram tam tam)
He ain't on our side then hit that bitch, hit up everything
I'm tryna' get rich like Richie Rich and go break the bank
Bad bitch, all black, walked in with Rick Owens on
Then too, I called that, got to put my brother on
Mitch house, we mall that, fuck up nigga chromosome
Bust down my wrist, you dumb bitch, can't see what time I'm on
Sipping like I'm from H-Town, pull up leaning
Tell me where the Percocets at 'cause bro need it
Blood for blood, you know we catch hats, bro fiendin'
Niggas fake psyching out, he think he a demon
Clip inside my Draco, holy mag for that boy
We slid in a rental, ain't no tag for that boy
Hit whoever with him, bloodbath for that boy
You know I come to get 'em, ain't no bag for that boy
Better watch what you say 'fore we pull a trip
Put that chop in his mouth, he gonna need the dentist
I ain't going back and forth, bitch this not tennis
Pretty bitch, that's my whore and she want some titties
Pull up all black like I'm Batman, meezy
Let 'em feel that J, now he sleep, Tempur-Pedic
Caught her chasing money, keep that pussy, I don't need it
Nigga say he bullet, now my Draco screamin'
Hop out, hit them shots, niggas bobbing and weavin'
I knock one down, go for another hat, I'm greedy
Treat the opp's block like some pussy, I'ma beat it
Drillin' with no mask because I know I hit his ass, he never seen me
Stupid
Alright, you can pull up the other beat, I had some...
