Ashes lyrics

[Intro]
(Fatt)
(Ay, Ay)

[Verse]
Aye, we the ones did all the shooting, them n*ggas get hit at and get on the internet flaggin’ (Flaggin’)
We never did no recruiting, these n*ggas my family, you play with my brothas I'm crashin’ (I’m crashin’)
Pop out the cut, and I'm shooting you better take cover, I'm turn me a n*gga to Ashes (Ashes)
Feel like I been here before, you weren't with me, before i put all of this work for this bag
I can't see you I cartied my glasses, my lil’ Killa got red on his rag
All them b*tch ass, broke ass rappers, got mad when thеy seen a young n*gga shoot past them
Bro got so broke, he start sеllin’ his plasma
Play in [?] you gon' die in the plaza
Just past me, the switch, or the drac it don't matter
Before I got out, I'ma empty my Choppa
He dropped a diss, and I'm itchy as f*ck in the bushes, I'm tryna pop out on a rapper
Soon as he walk out the house, we clapping (Clapping)
I done spent 20, some thousand, on fashion (On God)
Keep my nine, imma tote my ratchet
sh*t go down I'ma up, then blast it
n*gga, you broke as b*tch, how the f*ck is you trapping?, you can't even do sh*t for ya mammy
I signed a deal, then i cashapp granny
I want ‘em dead, imma cashapp Tali
Smaky OD’d, and Lil’ Zai in the slammer
n*gga I'm having more weight, then a fat hoe
Heard he, “in love” with that b*tch, but I stamped her (Stamper her)
If you want smoke, we gon’ give his ass cancer (Cancer)
I got more paper, than pull ups and pampers
First n*gga, try me, I set the example (Example)
He try to flex a few racks I embarrassed ‘em
No, I don't love you, we not “getting married” (Married)
b*tch, better take what I give, and cherish it
I take ya hoe out to Checkers and Rally's
Speak on my name, I'ma spin like a Ferris Wheel
Ricky died, and I know he in hell still
Caught a body but he outta jail still
Tryna calm it down, I'm takin mad pills
I got more money, and b*tches then last year
All these rappin’ ass n*ggas, I passed them
My new b*tch bad, and my old hoe mad still
n*gga, I was just broke as the f*ck like last year?
Now I'm having more pape, then the cashier
I can't fake it, I keep this sh*t pass real
I been poppin' these perkys, like Advil
Know you hear all this pain, in my adlibs
I be prayin’ I don't take a bad pill (Bad pill)
I got motion, I won't sign a bad deal
Louis V & Dior, that's the track gear (Yeah)
I’m this deep, in these streets but, I rap still (Yeah)
Aye, there go 12, let me tuck my switch
That is not my hoe, if you f*cked my b*tch
He is not on go, he ain’t bust his blick (Blick)
I just spent, 4 racks, on a brand new fit (Yeah)
[Outro]
I just spent, 4 racks, on a brand new fit (Yeah)