9 Times Outta 10 Songtext
von Lil 2z

Ayy, ayy

(H2 got the bangers)

Don′t come 'round me, nigga, if you ain′t got a bank
'Cause nine times out of ten, I'ma think that you leechin′
I came in this rap shit too independent
Nine times out of ten, that′s the same way I'm leavin′

This bitch talkin' ′bout she ain't never sucked dick
But nine times out of ten, she be swallowin′ semen
I heard through the wind that a nigga want me dead
And if that's the case, why I keep wakin' up breathin′?

I never type back, I just pop out and spin ′em
You rock with that nigga, you gettin' popped with him
Green tips on my bullets, they bite like some venom
I′m finna make one of these fuck niggas feel 'em

Ain′t no cap in my rap, niggas know we 'bout business
His block was too straight, so we had to come bend it
I′m squeezin' that bitch 'til it′s done like a lemon
Finna give this ho back, nigga, give me a minute


Creep on him tonight and then hit him up next week
I′m finna pull out and bust on her left cheek
Hope you don't fumble whenever you catch me
God, I been callin′, I told you to text me

Put the D on my back like my name Luka Dona-vić
Bitch asked for a purse and I called her a funny bitch
Ain't satisfied ′til my gang and my mama rich
I made a vow to this shit, I'ma honor it

I could eat a buffet and my stomach still growl
I′ma try to be quiet, but I smell like some loud
I just buried a semi right there by the couch
Like I'm J.G. Wentworth, I need my shit now

I'm a real skinny nigga, but promise I′m heavyweight
Opps steady plottin′, I know it's a better way
Smokin′ good nuggets, I think I can levitate
We get the drop, hit it up, then we celebrate

(Ayy-ayy) we get the drop, hit it up, then we outty
I'm doin′ myself, I ain't droppin′ no bounty
I been the same nigga since the day that they found me
Whole gang get a piece of the bread like a brownie


Break bread with your bro, nigga, that's how it 'posed to be
I learned shit the harder way, wasn′t no one coachin′ me
When I was a kid, I would sleep with a rosary
Now I can't sleep if my gun is not close to me

You can filled with this hot shit like Lucifer
Alien OG, but I think I′m on Jupiter
Hope she in Dallas, 'cause I′m finna Uber her
I turned the pressure to diamonds like jewelers

It's 2 GMB, nigga, this shit forever
I done did it all, bitch, I′m down for whatever
I'm watchin' this ho, gotta watch what I tell her
′Cause loyalty one thing a ruler can′t measure (I want that piece)