Silently

ian (Trap)

Compositor: Ian Smith

Every one of yo' mans gon' flip when this shit get hot, knock one down
Every one of yo' mans get hit, I shit you not, knock him down
I just took one more, finna shut my eyes, I'm signin' out
I need just one more, feel like our time is running out
Headshot, duck down, left watch, bust-down
Red eye, bloodhound, next stop, cous' house
I live with one concern: You touch my fam', you get gunned down
Your boys took that wrong turn, count down from ten, get the fuck out

I'm never finna end up broke, not in my thought process
I'm starting to love this ho', she don't wanna talk 'bout it
You don't bring back what you owe, we get that in blood problem
I don't know what the fuck you running for, this bitch got an arm on it
Six hunnid' for these new Margiela kicks, the ones with hella fur
I dare you spend a day inside my kicks, I'm far from regular
I'm runnin' outside, hell yes, I brought the— bitch, I'm not wrestling
You and yo' guys is far from 'bout it, fuck is you getting aggressive with?

Every one of yo' mans gon' flip when this shit get hot, knock one down
Every one of yo' mans get hit, I shit you not, knock him down
I just took one more, finna shut my eyes, I'm signin' out
I need just one more, feel like our time is running out
Headshot, duck down, left watch, bust-down
Red eye, bloodhound, next stop, cous' house
I live with one concern: You touch my fam', you get gunned down
Your boys took that wrong turn, count down from ten, get the fuck out

Boy, get the fuck on
You ain't ever seen outside, boy, strap your nuts on
Left wrist cost ten for the ten, I'm freezing my nuts off
You touch any one of my men, I'm taking the gloves off
T-T-Too hard to say goodbye, just promise me you won't go far from here
I know I'm gon' make mama proud of me, still struggling silently
You play 'round with my guys, we bomb yo' shit, just like Osama did
I'm right outside yo' crib, not knockin' bitch, fuck yo' privacy