SMS Get The Message (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro]
n*gga I ain't f*cking around
SMS, get the message, get the message!
SMS, get the message!

[Verse 1]
I go hard full time, duck when I pull mine
I run from one time, f*ck a pig, ya dig?
I go to war with one nine
I work, you see mine
But I ain't never ever gonna say I did it
In a hoopty, hoody on, cruising the back locks
You stuntin' on hungry n*ggas, go ahead get your ass shot
Your neck got your chain on it
Bullet got your name on it
I'm serious, sometimes it seems like I'm playin'
Dump a shell case in your face, The D's got 40?
They tryna find a rat or call it a cold case
I know some n*ggas, some snitches
I know some b*tches who's scared
I got some shooters around me and they stay fully prepared
We got them straps you n*ggas look at and flinch
Ghetto n*gga get rich, what you think I'ma get?
We got that pump in that chopper, we got the tech in that sweeper
We got that Ruger that Mac, I call it my b*tch n*gga ether