Built Different

[Intro]

Yo

Yeah, me and Bings on them

Yo, yo, yo

[Verse 1]

Me and Bings, Prinny Road on them super bikes

On the back wheel, through the lights, doing do or die's

Empty old .9s, put down for when it's time to ride

It was time to glide, he didn't slide, now he's losing stripes

You better mash work or give war funds to provide

Built different, I'll do anything for my guys

Built different, from day one, I've been splitting pies

The way the walk and talk, I already know that they're spitting lies

Just made another hundred off the telly in the signal

I meant to [?] your postin' packs, I ain't got no signal

That's me and [?], back-to-back with a fuckin' width full

We land flower, land [?] and we land [?]

Black and Green two-tone new Glock pistol

Locked in from the Bay all the way to Bristol

Settin' Cali plays to 'Dam, tryna flood Schiphol

Then send the flyer back to Cali, chase full of Crystal

[Chorus]

Triple sealed bags, I ain't takin' chances

Hit or miss, so I had to send my runner Kansas

Land the pack, got me in the trap doin' dances

Everybody gotta eat, so I let the gang flip

Triple sealed bags, I ain't takin' chances

Hit or miss, so I had to send my runner Kansas

Land the pack, got me in the trap doin' dances

Everybody gotta eat, so I let the gang flip

[Verse 2]

Phone call from up North, that's another quick trip

Bring it back down South and that's another quick flip

Having motion while the haters having motion sickness

Ran a M up in the trap and only God's my witness

I don't ever have another man up in my business

Pushin' weight everyday like it's Total Fitness

You'll only meet my hitter if you get put on the hitlist

Cranked off, puttin' oil on the metal dipstick

If you ain't doin' up a drillin', like to chill and kick back

Gave him a new .44, it got some major kickback

It took years to find sweets, so the bullets mismatch

It's poppin' up out of nowhere, boogie man, think fast

I've been runnin' for your life, losin' weight, slim fast

I'm fully writin' off your whip, 'pon di kin, whip lash

Only loyal to the money, you just want some quick cash

Give him a thirty, forty, fifty stack, then watch him dispatch

[Chorus]

Triple sealed bags, I ain't takin' chances

Hit or miss, so I had to send my runner Kansas

Land the pack, got me in the trap doin' dances

Everybody gotta eat, so I let the gang flip

Triple sealed bags, I ain't takin' chances

Hit or miss, so I had to send my runner Kansas

Land the pack, got me in the trap doin' dances

Everybody gotta eat, so I let the gang flip