Wild Corsicans

Lyrics for Wild Corsicans

Yeah We young, gifted & black He tried to run Fifty-round drum ripping his back Stand over him Couple more sit in his hat When shit gettin' real in the hood Where you niggas was at Probably somewhere hiding your hand Let them fuck niggas, come through and ride on your man But I been knew you was pussy, so I understand So your head is where these hollows that I'm firing land I prefer the Mack, when the Tek fire and jam Tearin' down a Bape store when I fly to Japan Three fifties on a pedal when I'm flyin' the Lamb Squeeze Blicky, lettin' metal shit fire and blam All these rap niggas do is just lie to the fans Talkin' bout they buyin' birds, they ain't buyin' a gram I'm here forever, I ain't got no retirement plans Bout to kill him, Rae, I'm tired of playin' It's Griselda Too many questions My answer was run the streets Provided for his fam What a man should wanna be For you talk that shit to us Hope you plan to come with receipts You the type of nigga Couldn't handle a one or three Not understandable Cause I've been an animal on a leash In the dope game, I made some friends, you gon' wanna keep Brick a month When I knew I could handle like one a week Skipped steps, when I up and demanded I want a piece But who am I to ever bring y'all personal problems up On real nigga time, but that might serve as the obvious You know how this ice work, on my shirts, the kind of uh Make the room cold as a white person's thermometer Legendary cloth facts, ask anybody who signed to us Outlaws, got ten times more what they promised us Million dollar deal, they can't wait till my album done They gon' burn candles for rap niggas like it's Hanukkah Feel me now? Potent raw like a brick of girl Lose your life 'cause you ain't movin' right Respect the feel, kid, it's rules to it And God forbid I catch you forcin' my hand, make you lose fluid Feel me now? Potent raw like a brick of girl Lose your life 'cause you ain't movin' right Respect the feel, kid, it's rules to it And God forbid I catch you forcin' my hand, make you lose fluid Ayo, the heavyweight, Hermes, on smash You think it's Leatherface, jewels messier Heard Shot from every way Just came home from doing 20 Rocked the same chain from 01' And shot a nigga Just for lookin' Stretch like GS 50 brick stash out on T-Neck I'm on the cot Layin' sleepless 23, one recess Face kinda wrinkled, money, teethless I'ma die for my respect Clear the scene and take names later, it's time to raise the stakes up I bet you can't afford to pay the wager Worthy of my bullets? Nah, some of you not, here's a razor Let it slide on you, open your knot, yeah Business man first, son, but don't get it fucked up Taught you that other year and have you fillin' my trunk up Must've forgot what my status is, rock shiny with more clarity I dare you front on my academy That's known for them casualties, I know I'm somethin' else Women love the wealth, they praise me, they say I'm top shelf Can't pronounce what I'm drivin' and blew through in somethin' else Extraordinary, Capricorn born in January Bigger bag of loot, ski groupies in Gucci They beg 'fore me, they bring me designer, cock up in they coochie I pass on 'em, nothin' but model mamis with ass on it Put the word out and get you curved, your head got cash on it Feel me now? Potent raw like a brick of girl Lose your life 'cause you ain't movin' right Respect the feel, kid, it's rules to it And God forbid I catch you forcin' my hand, make you lose fluid Feel me now? Potent raw like a brick of girl Lose your life 'cause you ain't movin' right Respect the feel, kid, it's rules to it And God forbid I catch you forcin' my hand, make you lose fluid