The Wire Lyrics by Lil Poppa (feat. Jdot Breezy)
They tryna give my n**** life shit I just gave the lawyer 10
No pot to piss now I’m the shit a n**** playing wit dem bands
I do it off the love feel like my n**** life inside my hands
Can’t let him sit he call me from the jail say bro I got a plan
What they going for get 3 p’s and send’em to my mans
Just power up don’t ever go back down just thank me in advance
Cause If I fall u gotta catch my slack the ball inside your hands
Just keep it street don’t talk to no police cause da getchu blam
N***** show they bitch made I can’t really vibe wittem
Till the death I’m 6k my ku n***** I ride wittem
Screaming fuck the other side cause everybody can die wittem
Pull up wit that hellcat and he gone need a hospital
Big glock 4 nick wit a dick a make a gangsta n**** tik tok
I be wit the shits I bang the stick and make his shit lock
Bitch n***** get smashed on the gram tryna be Chris rock
Hittem In his head wit dat fye and watch his shit drop.
Been on wock for bout a week now still taste tris
She been eating cock for bout a week bet the bitch still taste dick
Them n***** ain’t stepping on it good enough they still taste fent
Ain’t gotta kill him he might take a perc and die from the bitch
It go 5,4, blitz no I ain’t talking bout no hits
Gotta play it smooth you know five O listen to my shit
Bruh say he cool he gone sit he want me to focus on this
And I know long as that n**** breathing he gone be a loafing bitch
Ok my head a gold trophy get this token this you rich
My n***** still got cases open we just hoping they dismissed
Don’t compare me to them n***** I ain’t that and they ain’t this
Real evergreen baby ask Chi Chi, Connie, and Slick
Don’t think I’m slipping but I’m mad cause then crackers took my stick
This year alone I spent a bag and they keep taking all my shit
Number one on they list I ain’t bragging bitch I’m pissed
They mad a street n**** having feel like Boosie and Savage back in 06
This n**** I’m with he don’t miss fuck the chance we take the risk
Seen pots and pans make a brick I seen my mans take his lick
Spent bout a band on this kit two hundred for the extra clips
The pints cheap take a trip the ice sweet take a sip
I might be on a pill youngin shoot like spike Lee behind the film
Say he a ghost you barely see him that’s like me on the real
That’s like Leeke on a drill aye what’s the tab I pay the bill
Wonder what God say whe