Great John on the beat, by the way

Seen too much, look
Ain't no relaxin', get to taxin'
Yeah that money, I need it, uh
We got them packs in, started trappin'
I got weight if you need it, uh
I hit my trap dance when I stack bands
Know them niggas be preein' us
Shooter gang keep it tucked
They run in the spot when they see Sleep is up
Pray that my gat jam
Bullets eat 'em like it's Pac-Man
Really do it, ain't no cap man
Never spillin' jelly when I'm in a jam
Stay ten toes, can't take stands
If that's bro, we gon' break bands
I don't like niggas like a dyke, so
I ain't really tryna shake hands
(Look, nah nah nah)
I ain't really tryna shake hands
(Huh, grah grah grah)
40 make a nigga breakdance
Free my niggas out the state can
Gotta get my niggas out the state, damn
Bro told me, "Gotta take chance"
Keep the heater on me, I'm a pole man
Look, huh
You want smoke, come hit this dope then
Look, huh
Thirty shot won't miss, that boy dead
Look, huh
Put that bag up on that boy head
Look, huh
We like fuckin', grab some more bread