Magnolia E

Nigga die hard soldiers You better not come over Nigga try, then he die, like Lil Flip Game is over Got the rocket on me, no holster In the trap doin' what I 'posed to Got the oven on me, I'll toast you Make that chopper clap like Magnolia Clap-clap, clap, clap clap, clap Clap-clap, clap, clap In the trap doin' what I 'posed to Clap-clap, clap, clap-clap, clap Clap-clap, clap, clap Make that chopper clap like Magnolia Chopper clappin', give a round of applause We ain't playin', kill 'em all I'm super drippy from my head to my drawers I be spillin' all the sauce I'm futuristic, lit like Nas I'm trappin', servin' Milonakis Yes I'm servin' all the narcs Yellow diamonds, no Bart Pulled up in a push start It's the same color as Pop Tart Send a load like a go-cart Hit the gas, give a little more spark I can't draw no arc but I Paint a picture like Mozart And I don't play with no darts When I shoot, niggas losin' body parts Yeah, I'm back to poppin' that shit again Smokin' more than a chimney We thirty deep in the minivan I done got back on my feet again Told these niggas ain't playin' no more Bitch I been ballin' like Amber Rose This stick gon' blow like a candle blow Get lit, hit up from the head to toe You roody-poo, you snooze, you lose You should've had your tool I aim at him, I aim at you I'm tryna hit the crew big sticks, bamboo Takin' shots, Manu big Glock Yes I'm known to walk around with a few You a shooter but you never Ever ever gon' shoot How you gon' slide and you ain't Never ever went on no move? I'm sick and tired of all these Niggas sayin' what they gon' do I'm hearin' rumors sayin' they tryna Get me for my jewels Nigga die hard soldiers You better not come over Nigga try, then he die, like Lil Flip Game is over Got the rocket on me, no holster In the trap doin' what I 'posed to Got the oven on me, I'll toast you Make that chopper clap like Magnolia Clap-clap, clap, clap clap, clap Clap-clap, clap, clap In the trap doin' what I 'posed to Clap-clap, clap, clap-clap, clap Clap-clap, clap, clap Make that chopper clap like Magnolia Bitch we love to trap Got that forty on my lap Play around, get your ass Whacked, play around, get your ass stamped Nigga we don't do no lackin' Nigga we don't do no cappin' 21 Gang, we taxin', fox Five Gang get active Put a nigga on the news Fuck nigga bound to lose Pull up on Mango Foo, he gon' clap you too Spent one-thirty on that coupe And it all my jewels Pistol gon' clap in the day time Have your bitch on FaceTime Time is money, don't waste Mine, pourin' up Tech, i'm up four lines Nigga we don't fuck with your kind Y'all niggas soft, y'all too kind Street nigga, real nigga, fuck with me Yeah yeah You niggas, ain't 'bout, shit, yeah yeah Ain't cuffin' no bitch, we too, player player Hop out, dirty stick, whole lotta Shells shells 21 shootin' at 12 Nigga we ain't takin' no L's Shoot a nigga through a dope bale 4L gang, no tellin' Nigga die hard soldiers You better not come over Nigga try, then he die, like Lil Flip Game is over Got the rocket on me, no holster In the trap doin' what I 'posed to Got the oven on me, I'll toast you Make that chopper clap like Magnolia Clap-clap, clap, clap clap, clap Clap-clap, clap, clap In the trap doin' what I 'posed to Clap-clap, clap, clap-clap, clap Clap-clap, clap, clap Make that chopper clap like Magnolia