Nike Shoe Box lyrics

Twenty thousand stashed in the Nike shoe box
And ever since Don died b*tch I'm riding round' with two Glocks
n*ggas out to get me can't put that tool down
If I see a opp' I'm walking him and his crew down
I got the white and I got the brown
Rich Shootas b*tch we got now

In the trap I'm serving Bobby Brown
Buy a brick then I break it down
Pour a duece and I smoke out the pound
Baby choppa with a hundred round
I ain't playing around b*tch I'll walk you down
Big Don and I love that gun sound
Off the boot I ain't never coming down
Before this rap, I was selling the bricks and the pounds

Number one shooter in the town
Load em up then I be knocking em' down
Pick the b*tch up beat the pus*y down
Hundred Round Goon I can't hang with no coons or no clowns
Father raised me to sell bricks and them pounds
Caught a murder charge b*tch I ain't saying a sound
Draco on my and its heavy
Bake a n*gga like a Deli
Qupac; I'm the new Makaveli
Grab the MAC and hit the boo in his belly
f*ck up a show then f*ck your main b*tch in the telly
Only listen to my OG's ain't sh*t you can tell me
We got Percocets, we got them vitamins
Once you show them the swag they gone' start biting it
First gun was a high point I wasn't liking it
Now I got AR's I be swiping sh*t
Grab a Fanta and I'm spiking it
Off the top lil n*gga I ain't writing it
Me and Q went to trap selling Percocets and them Vicodins
And your main b*tch we piping it
Take in the trap yeah we fighting it