In the A lyrics
by 392 Lil Head
[Intro]
(Kane, let these n*ggas know what's up)
[Verse]
We be trippin' OT, don't get robbed in the A (Better tuck your ice)
It's some pape' in your crib, you'll get robbed where you stay (We in this b*tch)
Like Timo, b*tch, it's all go, no hittin' brakes (Go, go)
This ain't prom, but if I see an opp, he gettin' slayed
On the 8, let a n*gga say somethin' 'bout this chain (Say somethin')
I swear Snow gon' pull up and make it rain (Shoot)
I be in the city face out, f*ck the fame
You act hard, but told, n*gga, that's a f*ckin' shame (f*ckin' lame)
I just bought a fish bowl, call the tint man
You ain't got no heart, your friends do, you the Tin Man
It's ten of us with ten hoes, this a ten-man
Boy, don't get your ass blew, I got a big fan
They say the opps be tryna slide, but they missin', though
b*tch tryna kiss me, ho, I don't see no mistletoe (f*ck?)
And you don't give head? You gotta hit the door (Gotta go)
Actually, I'm 'bout to leave, you can chill with bro (Stay here)
I could put some money in your bag, ask Ari
Put the top down, I'm getting head in a 'Rari
I just called Morg, he with some thick hoes at a party
You know I need thirteen of them hoes like I'm Harden (James Harden)
And they all gon' f*ck 'cause I'm Lil Head
That one opp got popped, his brain a lil' dead (Bah)
Two of them hoes tryna f*ck? I'm finna take my meds (I got a Perc')
I get scared when you around, I heard you with the feds
n*gga, don't call my phone if it ain't 'bout no cash (At all)
Any whip you see me in, you know I do the dash (Skrrt)
You know I f*cked her with a condom, heard she got a rash (Ew)
And I was with my stepdaughter, so you gotta pass
n*gga, CashGang