OBN Dev
James Bond
[Intro: OBN Dev & TheKgTrax]
(Ayo Kg kill these n***as)
Gang
Aye, gang, yeah
Come on

[Verse: OBN Dev]
I heard that lil diss in your song but it was all lies
Don't keep hyping that lil n***a up because he gon' die
Hit all that tough talking on the gram but you ain't gon' slide
[?] through your whip I watch it ghost ride
I might pull up with a different hoe but they're still both mine
Just put a upgrade on my favorite Glock it got a stock sign
Never had a n***a step on me you better stop lying
I never had a job but I got chicken like I'm Popeyes
I find that you've been lying in your raps no we can't do a song
Just punched up 11 iphones i'm tryna get em gone
This 26 gon put him on his feet don't matter if hе strong
You ratted on your n***as cause you thought that you was coming home
You putting on anothеr n***a's clothes you need to get your own
Never been the type to [?] but put it in the songs
Got big racks on me pockets looking like a graveyard
I'm a superstar outside my city I don't play hard
Broke without a card don't got a house i know your day hard
Them n***as hanging out the window shooting with an AR
I heard you got it in your songs but you ain't make [?]
I'm finna go and buy a brand new TEC [?] take mine
[Verse: YSR Gramz]
Told my n***a we can get rich it's just gon take time
If I hit you with this 45 it's gon' blow your mind
You was not gon' shoot shit you just like LeBron
Oh you hanging with a snitch you just like Akon
Pull up to your crib like I sell [?]
Shot him 9 times in his back his name [?]
I had my Glock on me at prom, bitch, I'm James Bond
You cannot finesse me while i do it at the same time
Stand over that n***a like AI
When i leave your bitch crib I never say bye
All she wanted was some good weed and some hot fries
I heard about your n***a you ain't street you a nice guy
Tryna get down on me, n***a, nice try
He see me commit a crime shot him in his eye
It's just something about them n***as them n***as gotta die
I will not cap in my raps i will not lie
I don't care if i fucked that bitch the baby not mine
Just cause you got a snotty nose you is not slime
You can tell he ain't cut he gon' drop a dime
Bitch you can't tell me what to do you is not my mom