Daze - SD, Bhd

We ain’t trynna talk, we let choppers spray

A nigga sneak dissin, then it’s bombs away

I’m on God’s Earth, yeah I’m so amazed

And ain’t no turning down, I be in a daze

We don’t gotta talk, we let the choppers spray,

Man down, hunnid shots’ll hit you from a block away

Balling hard like Dr. J, you watching, on some fan shit,

My lil niggas with this shit, all they know is fan shit

Designer belt, designer clothes

Foreign thoughts, designer hoes,

Su Wu gang, we GBE

Bread coming in by the load

Look I’m in my glory bitch, turn my fucken savage up

Boss shit, I don’t talk to worthless, get the manager

Kush smoking, sipping purp

Stupid shit’ll get you murked

Better clear the scene, flee the scene when the pistols swerve,

I murder shit, kill a B

Koolin where the hittas be

Stupid banks, Hilary,

Bad bitches feelin me

Tat’s all on me, bitches want me, I’m a star

Now I walked up in the club, turn me up, bitches pourin down

Young niggas ballin bitch, BHD & SD

Homie in this bitch, with my nigga SD

We ain’t trynna talk, we let choppers spray

A nigga sneak dissin, then it’s bombs away

I’m on God’s Earth, yeah I’m so amazed

And ain’t no turning down, I be in a daze

I don’t sneak diss, understand me

Talking disrespectful, win a Grammy

Rude young nigga, need a nanny

Pocket full of money, understand me

Choppers get to sprayin, bullets sweat his face

I be turnt up, swerve from lane to lane

My niggas don’t lose, we stay in the lane

Nigga come 3Hunna, ain’t no other way

Shots hit his body, change his body shape

Guns hit a nigga, change his body weight

I don’t trust none, I’ll assassin

I got young niggas get the blastin

Money stretched far, it’s elastic

My niggas bout action, get put on a shirt,

Fuck yo main bitch, leave her heart hurt

Money over bitches, yeah on God’s word

We ain’t trynna talk, we let choppers spray

A nigga sneak dissin, then it’s bombs away

I’m on God’s Earth, yeah I’m so amazed

And ain’t no turning down, I be in a daze