Borleone No Hook
[Intro]
Keep all that shit I just said
On gang
[Verse]
I go that money, it's piling, ayy
I got that water like island
Ten toes on the block, nigga, I'm grindin'
I'm shootin' that thirty, nigga, like I'm Allen
Don't play 'round, nigga, might run in your trap
These niggas ain't really totin' on a MAC
I f..ck on your bitch and I bought her some Act'
These niggas ain't real, all they do is act
Young Borleone James Brown with them bitches
I'm shoot like John Wick with the pistol
A good day in the trap, count up digits
You play with my money, you end up missing
These niggas, they bitch-made, and they snitching
I pop me a Perc, nigga, now I'm itching
I used to hit licks, now my brother got fifty
I'm back on that block, Bobby with the Whitney
I wanna count up them digits, ayy
I wanna count up them digits, ayy
I wanna count up them digits, ayy
I wanna count up them digits, ayy
Slide on your block, shootin' with the K
Got shot in his head, nigga, and his face
You scared, go to church, nigga, call up Ma$e
I talk to my dead homies when I pray
These niggas be tellin', feds makin' cases
I go to Miami, sit up on them anchors
Young Borleone, money only thing I'm chasin'
Might go to LA just to watch the Lakers
I f..ck on your bae, thought that bitch was taken
That nigga's a rat, boy, he wrote a statement
Been servin' my auntie, yeah, for some ages
Free all of my niggas locked up in them cages
Yeah, I wanna tote on a MAC
That nigga, he run down, he got hit in his back
I'm servin' that water and crack
He sippin' on fu lean, nigga thought it was Act'
I go to Miami to sit on the yacht
These niggas, they goofy, wifing on a thot
I'm whippin' that eight, I'm deep up in the pot
Young Borleone, bitch, I'm back up on that block
[Outro]
Young Borleone, nigga
This a freestyle, nigga
No hook, whatever you wanna call it, yeah
I wanna count up them digits, ayy
I wanna count up them digits, ayy
I wanna count up them digits, ayy
