7.62 God

Once again, Im locked in with TP, we finna make a hit
TP, baby
Ayy
Chorus
Niggas come around me actin gangster, I aint buyin that
He tried to run off , I dumped the Draco where his spine at
7.62 god,?I?got?that name because?Im firin that
Rep?we lit for life, post on the block, this where Im dyin at
If I shoot my gun, three hundred shots gon come behind it
And if I ever ran, the police probably was behind me
Bendin corners, jumpin fences, hittin them gates, and now we lit
Who cant do a show up in the city Bitch, this my shit
Verse 1
Im slidin with thirty, totin a fifty, sent three shots and bagged him up
Ayy, you remember on that day, I shot so fast the fifty bust
No, you cant be the gang, you know its hard for us to gain some trust
You wanna be the gang, you gotta sacrifice your life to us
Now put a cap up on my head, no, I cant never go out bare
Think my shooters, they went deaf or somethin, cause all he do is stare
My name spread like the coronavirus, Shiesty in the air
Kick the bitch up out the spot, I caught her tryna leave her hair
Now put a cap up on my head, no, I cant never go out bare
Think my shooters, they went deaf or somethin, cause all he do is stare
My name spread like the coronavirus, Shiesty in the air
Kick the bitch up out the spot, I caught her tryna leave her hair
Chorus
Niggas come around me actin gangster, I aint buyin& #x27; that
He tried to run off, I dumped the Draco where his spine at
7.62 god, I got that name because Im firin that
Rep we lit for life, post on the block, this where Im dyin at
If I shoot my gun, three hundred shots gon come behind it
And if I ever ran, the police probably was behind me
Bendin corners, jumpin fences, hittin them gates, and now we lit
Who cant do a show up in the city Bitch, this my shit
Verse 2
Hoppin out soon as dark, I been trappin all through the day
Shooters ready to spark, waitin on they moment to spray
Calmly burnin these Woods, I been smokin Runtz to the face
Styrofoam full of mud, my double cup Moochie Grape
Free my niggas from jail, if not, they might escape
Trafficking through the mail, make sure mine come double-taped
Pockets almost obese, I aint tryna get em in shape
Might pop out in the hood, Im familiar with all the Js
Slimin shit every day, bitch, we come from catchin them plays
Catch his ass down bad, Ima get him up out the way
Hit for like thirty-five, caught him poppin shit in the A
Told him dont make a move, its like sixty up in this Drac
Chorus
Niggas come around me actin gangster, I aint buyin that
He tried to run off, I dumped the Draco where his spine at
7.62 god, I got that name because Im firin that
Rep we lit for life, post on the block, this where Im dyin at
IfI shoot my gun, three hundred shots gon come behind it
And if I ever ran, the police probably was behind me
Bendin corners, jumpin fences, hittin them gates, and now we lit
Who cant do a show up in the city Bitch, this my shit
Outro
Lil bitty bitch, brr
We gon do a... on a nigga, ayy
Sixty shots up in this chop, tryna hit thirty, nigga, ayy
Im Big Shiesty, I get dirty with you
Brr