Long Live The Greatest

We was causin' all the problems

Sticks in the car, we was causin' all the drama

Let a nigga blink wrong, we gon' pop him

Who brought the choppers to the stage? Wasn't Osama

Silly niggas want fame, we want dollars

They better not mention your name, we buyin' choppers

In that 911 thang doin' a hundred

Usually don't do this type of shit, but I said fuck it

Arguin' with God, nigga, why you take my brother?

Arguin' over chops, nigga, why you take my hundred?

But one more thing, why you leave me with these busters?

They hear me here sittin' broke and ain't gettin' no money

What's killin' me is they think that shit funny

Sharin' three bands and they think that shit money

It's the stink team, either you with us or it's fuck you

You got a hundred on your head, do your family really love you?

Silly niggas better not play with your name

Silly niggas better not play with the gang

I know you hate us, but the name is the name

That's a 911 Porsche, do your thang, do your thang

I'm thinkin' 'bout droppin' some change, but I ain't

Twitter thugs, they just bang for the fame

You gon' have me put his brains in his lap

I'm thinkin' 'bout makin' a change, but I can't

I'm not gon' stop flexin', I'm not gon' give up juice

I'm not gon' let these pussy niggas catch me without my tool

I'm not gon' peace treat with the opps, 'cause that ain't cool

Pussy nigga, I could never be you

I'm not gon' stop flexin', I'm not gon' give up juice

I'm not gon' let these pussy niggas catch me without my tool

I'm not gon' peace treat with the opps, 'cause that ain't cool

Pussy nigga, I could never be you

Long live the greatest

If we catch a nigga speakin' on your name

On the gang we gon' K him shit

My shooters itchin' for blood this personal

They ain't lookin' for no payment

If you ain't want your mama dyin' kids cryin'

Why you even have to say it?

Bentleys in the front yard, you ain't here

It's okay we gon' stay here

Chipped a opp lover too yeah we know

I ain't even have to say it

Fifty ball on the floor, told my son and my nephew they can play in it

Why niggas screen recordin' everything I do?

Got me even scared to say shit

You the police, you the DA, yeah, we know

Why you helpin' with their cases?

When they let us out the can, they was mad

You could see it on their faces

Off-White, three K's in the car, yes indeed, nigga, we racist

Long ropes on the wood if he cross me

What you trippin' off these Maisons?

I'm a millionaire lookin' for a credit, guns

What they cost? I'ma pay you

Shit man, this shit crazy

Long live Ketchy the great

I don't know how a nigga got hit by a car, that shit crazy

Man, niggas better not be speakin' out on your name, none of that

I'm not playin' with niggas

Like I said, I'm a millionaire, literally, nigga

I'm not the one to play with at all

Don't play with the homie, don't play with his name, nothin'

Don't claim nothin'

Niggas claimin' deaths that they ain't

Niggas didn't even do

Nigga

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