Still In The A lyrics

[Chorus]
f*ck n*gga how you gon' ban me from the A and ye'en got no rank?
I really leave sh*t stained, put opps in blanks, this sh*t ain't what you think
RIP [?], you gon' get spanked, we treat yo' brother like paint
Been tryna' elevate, cut this sh*t I know we penetrate
Ain't never shot a n*gga, shot a pistol, how the f*ck you a killer?
In '19 dropped a n*gga, still dropping n*ggas, counting racks, this sh*t getting bigger
I don't wanna drop them diamonds, I woulda went went and got 20 from Doctor Little
Say I'm a junkie, b*tch I'm rich, pop Percocet like skittles
I'm 'bouta fly out your little b*tch, nut in her mouth then [?]
I went to war in rentals with sticks before I knew that I had rhythm
Came from nothin' b*tch, I had sh*t when we had Chick Fil A for Christmas
These f*ck n*ggas be on di*k, they get mad I ain't f*ckin' with 'em

[Verse]
You keep your bucket n*gga, you ain't never shot a pistol
You ain't never shot a n*gga, and you ain't never dropped a n*gga
In these streets yeen' known for sh*t, use to f*ck with me switched starting eating a n*gga di*k
It ain't even about a song, you just be acting like a b*tch
And you know what I'm on, you know me in real life, so why you dissin'?
I dropped that bag and make your partner snatch [?] send me the ticket
I'ma be there soon and if I catch you boy you better have your blicky
'Cause you know this sh*t get sticky
Ion' even know why you playing with me
n*ggas steal my flow but Ion' say sh*t cause I wanna see them win
I'm tryna f*ck on your sister b*tch, stop calling me twin
Studio gangster you never spin
On 10k I'm smoking 10
Send my lo', I sent my lo, this n*gga b*tchin' let's get it in
Shots rippi'g through, they hit the floor
Can't take no more, this choppa big
Get hit some more, knock of his fro'
f*ck 952, that's what it is
You n*ggas never dropped a opp, you n*gga do not handle biz'
Don't even know why I'm responding to you b*tches
[Chorus]
f*ck n*gga how you gon' ban me from the A and ye'en got no rank?
I really leave sh*t stained, put opps in blanks, this sh*t ain't what you think
RIP [?], you gon' get spanked, we treat yo' brother like paint
Been tryna' elevate, cut this sh*t I know we penetrate
Ain't never shot a n*gga, shot a pistol, how the f*ck you a killer?
In '19 dropped a n*gga, still dropping n*ggas, counting racks, this sh*t getting bigger
I don't wanna drop them diamonds, I woulda went went and got 20 from Doctor Little
Say I'm a junkie, b*tch I'm rich, pop Percocet like skittles
I'm 'bouta fly out your little b*tch, nut in her mouth then [?]
I went to war in rentals with sticks before I knew that I had rhythm
Came from nothin' b*tch, I had sh*t when we had Chick Fil A for Christmas
These f*ck n*ggas be on di*k, they get mad I ain't f*ckin' with 'em