Macon
[Chorus]
Uh, Police know everything I did, be locked for ages and shit
My bro, he caught life, he used to cages and shit
My n***a, he got interrogated, writing pages and shit
Ask god can he forgive me? Home invasions I hit
We tied up the kids, whole lotta noise they making and shit
Hit a lick, we driving to macon and shit
Run in your trap with a stick and drive away with a brick
[Verse]
Where the fuck we at? N***a, the trap house
N***a, take a perky back, n***a, done blacked out
Push up to Lil’ Tooly’s spot, he got Mac rounds
Uh, my shooter, he just shooting shit n***a don't count
Uh, n***a want 2 P's gimmie 4 thousand
I just poured up, I ain't measure this shit more than 4 ounces
When I go to sleep, I’m seeing weird shit, think I need counseling
Junkie come to the trap every day, and this shit be bouncing
And my Unc in the can every day might shank you in the neck
In the trap every day, counting green shit that look like Shrek
When we spin, lil’ bro shoot at damn kids like "where they at?"
We ain't crashing, n***a, we speak in real life, not over text
He don't wear suit, but he’s a hitman, get n***as stretched
He get head shot, we don't give shit about these vets
It’s a red dot on the Glock-9, get n***a wet
And my medicine, perky 10, I take it for stress
[Chorus]
Uh, Police know everything I did, be locked for ages and shit
My bro, he caught life, he used to cages and shit
My n***a, he got interrogated, writing pages and shit
Ask god can he forgive me? Home invasions I hit
We tied up the kids, whole lotta noise they making and shit
Hit a lick, we driving to macon and shit
Run in your trap with a stick and drive away with a brick
Run in your trap with a stick and drive away with a brick
Uh, Police know everything I did, be locked for ages and shit
My bro, he caught life, he used to cages and shit
My n***a, he got interrogated, writing pages and shit
Ask god can he forgive me? Home invasions I hit
We tied up the kids, whole lotta noise they making and shit
Hit a lick, we driving to macon and shit
Run in your trap with a stick and drive away with a brick
[Verse]
Where the fuck we at? N***a, the trap house
N***a, take a perky back, n***a, done blacked out
Push up to Lil’ Tooly’s spot, he got Mac rounds
Uh, my shooter, he just shooting shit n***a don't count
Uh, n***a want 2 P's gimmie 4 thousand
I just poured up, I ain't measure this shit more than 4 ounces
When I go to sleep, I’m seeing weird shit, think I need counseling
Junkie come to the trap every day, and this shit be bouncing
And my Unc in the can every day might shank you in the neck
In the trap every day, counting green shit that look like Shrek
When we spin, lil’ bro shoot at damn kids like "where they at?"
We ain't crashing, n***a, we speak in real life, not over text
He don't wear suit, but he’s a hitman, get n***as stretched
He get head shot, we don't give shit about these vets
It’s a red dot on the Glock-9, get n***a wet
And my medicine, perky 10, I take it for stress
[Chorus]
Uh, Police know everything I did, be locked for ages and shit
My bro, he caught life, he used to cages and shit
My n***a, he got interrogated, writing pages and shit
Ask god can he forgive me? Home invasions I hit
We tied up the kids, whole lotta noise they making and shit
Hit a lick, we driving to macon and shit
Run in your trap with a stick and drive away with a brick
Run in your trap with a stick and drive away with a brick