CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : AntiSocial

Can't rush the vibe, Rando
Might not speak if I don't know you, nigga
Got a real bad temper, I get angry and fuck over niggas
We don't do no drive-bys, not no more, we just stand over niggas
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm antisocial, might not speak if I don't know you, nigga
Got a real bad temper, I get angry and fuck over niggas
We don't do no drive-bys, not no more, we just stand over niggas
Them boys must thought I was a ho, I had to show them niggas
Had a gun in my face broad day, down bad, I ain't even much had no pistol
Would've died with my nigga right there, on God, I swear I'm too official
Why you talk like that all behind them niggas' back? Man, I thought you was cool with them niggas
So I pick and I choose, can't make no move, that shit ain't beneficial

For the right damn price, get you wiped down nice, make your own damn family get you
You can run and you can hide 'til you tired, but I bet these rubber bands'll get you
I just flooded my wrist, went and bought a new ride, know these niggas can't stand a nigga
They gon' steal your style, try to rush your vibe, but you can't let 'em niggas
I ain't lettin' shit slide, I ain't rushing the vibe, still gon' be a killing
My nigga in a wheelchair paralyzed and I know it fuck with his feelings
I done run my money way up now, finna give these niggas the business
They done fucked around, made me mad, now I'm tryna get a nigga whole crew finished

I'm antisocial, might not speak if I don't know you, nigga
Got a real bad temper, I get angry and fuck over niggas
We don't do no drive-bys, not no more, we just stand over niggas
Them boys must thought I was a ho, I had to show them niggas
Had a gun in my face broad day, down bad, I ain't even much had no pistol
Would've died with my nigga right there, on God, I swear I'm too official
Why you talk like that all behind them niggas' back? Man, I thought you was cool with them niggas
So I pick and I choose, can't make no move, that shit ain't beneficial

They say money bring you power, I got plenty
I got lots of ammunition, send my scooters on a mission
Tote that tool with cruel intentions, tried to tell 'em it get vicious
Niggas dying just for dissing, hit his ass from long distance
We just tryna send a message, we gon' leave your people missing
In the streets, I'm well connected, I got rank up in the trenches
I got bitches in they feelings, they ain't seen me, I been busy
I just bought me a new glizzy, it unfold when you click it
Ran them bands to the ceiling, I'm on Instagram trippin'
Had to hit the floor and thank the man 'cause I ain't been broke up in a minute

We don't do no drive-bys, not no more, we just stand over niggas
Them boys must thought I was a ho, I had to show them niggas
Had a gun in my face broad day, down bad, I ain't even much had no pistol
Would've died with my nigga right there, on God, I swear I'm too official
Why you talk like that all behind them niggas' back? Man, I thought you was cool with them niggas
So I pick and I choose, can't make no move, that shit ain't beneficial