Thirty Clip

(Stribb on the beat)
(Ayy, Don, this beat dumb)

I was having thoughts to myself 'bout my wealth and my health, uh
Niggas know I got these bodies under my belt, uh
Niggas know I got the trophy for high speed on my shelf
Ayy, shake something
Ayy, watch your tone, 'cause I might break something
Folks 'nem in tune with them switches, they might make something
Green light a dude, thirty shots how we gon' wake him
If they sleeping on you still, uh
Eat what we kill, know we eating what we kill
You looking like a meal
Uh, I'ma drive on this mission, you ain't got no wheel
Heard that nigga hiding went missing, C4 just signed a deal
Niggas tryna rob like who? Is you for real?
That backdoor shit came from Reckless, R.I.P. the real
Backdoor shit for real niggas only, we don't steal
Take something, nigga say you took it, it is what it is
Ayy, ayy, black Air Forcing, moving with caution
Yeah, I caught a body, then I moved with the Georgians
Ayy, catch another beat and then go Key with the Floridians
Ayy, catch another beat and then I be in New Orleans
Hey, it's the big Glock toter, opp smoker
Bad bitch back broker, the opps broker
Up that click clack, man, I Joker, the bridge is over
Get it out the mud with all my brothers, ayy, she say I'm Southern
What, you think I'm country? Put the clip inside the K
Long live Von, he from the O, ayy, you lil' fuck niggas in my way
And nigga, I been the CEO, [?] was crazy
Are you worried? Why you in my business? Knew these niggas was hating
Call me Mr. Backdoor, ayy, it's the backdoor kicker
Walk in, lay them fuck niggas down, lil' nigga, it's a stick, uh
It was me and Pluto, but we knew they would switch up
After I fuck your bitch, I'm holding my wrist up, go
Oh, she sucked C4 dick, then you kissed that ho
First she started with a pic, then her Insta' froze, uh
Nutted on that bitch face, my wrist too froze
Said she saw my other bitch and it went to blows
Yeah, we don't do no fighting here
Bitch said she fucked 4, why the fuck you lying here?
Nigga, I went to sleep on that bed, she was lying here
I'm growing out my mane, nigga, the lion hair
Lil' bitch just said I'm fly as fuck like it's flying gear
I was told if I don't give no fucks, you not flying here
Ayy, once you get inside that pan, you gon' fry in here
And one spill up out that band, then we out of here, on God