Posers

Oh oh uh oh
Oh oh uh oh
Oh oh uh oh

Oh oh
All these niggas just pretend
I been that nigga for real
I do this shit daily

None of this shit is a game
This shit is a gang
My nigga just say when you're ready
All of my niggas bring pain, you ready

Make sure you know how to aim, you ready
Pull out your fye and just hold that shit steady
Only machines we don't fuck with machetes
Brrrrrrrr

My lil' bro done caught a knockdown
Oh oh uh oh
I been told to put them shots down
Oh oh uh oh

The devil came back and he lookin' for lives
lil nigga just hold your soul
QUILUA
You better not get caught in the middle of the summer

lil nigga just swing yo pole
Slide let off traction
Pull on side your whip, we let it go
Don't do no actin

Damn I just let off the fin again
Then we just hit up his friend again
Then we just wet up the block and bent it
I got a shooter, he do all the killin

Don't ask me bout it, ain't none of my business
My lil' bro just caught a knockdown
Oh oh uh oh
I been told to put them shots down

Oh oh uh oh
I told you it's gon' be alright now
Oh oh uh oh
You gon' reach your goals

On your soul
Slatt
Are you ready
Are you ready

Are you ready
Or not
Can you tell me
Can you tell me

Can you bury your heart
All that love that I get is insane, c'mon
Yeah my fans dont be playin' no games, c'mon
Im just happy they feelin' my pain, c'mon

We gone step on the world
I make it rain on your girl
I might just buy that lil' bitch pearls
She askin me can I get inside of the ride

I don't even know her
And shawty been beggin' for money all night
I don't even owe her
Like shawty must think I'm stupid

She finna wake up, QUILUA
I'm a soldier, I pull out the ruler
You threaten my soul and I promise I do you
Ain't sparin' no lives, c'mon

Just cover your eyes, c'mon
I know this ain't the right path
But I gotta do it
These n****s envy me

These n****s pretended that they was ken of me
Hold time, these n****s was enemies, go
All these n****s just pretend
I been that n***a for real

I do this shit daily
None of this shit is a game
This shit is a gang
My n****s just say when you ready

All of my n****s bring pain, you ready
Make sure you know how to aim, you ready
Pull out your fye and just hold that shit steady
Only machines, we don't fuck with machetes

Brrrr
My lil' bro done caught a knockdown, oh-oh
I been told don't put them shots down, oh-oh
The devil came back and he lookin' for lives

Lil' n****s just hold your soul, QUILUA
You better not get caught in the middle of the summer
Lil' n****s just swing your pole