[Verse]
(Slatt)
In Miami, I got my blammy
I can't go like Tony Montana
They won't move?
Lil bro gon' hop out, walk you down, hit you with a hammer
They say Lil Double 0 Menace II Society
Do him like O-Dog, kill 'em on camera
Don't need no love, I just need wok and the Fanta
Sprite the bitch up to a Dirty Diana
One thing I know, is them hoes gon' go
If you run up them racks in the jungle, like animals
Fuck the gang unit, they know I ain't taming 'em
Walk Down Gang catch bodies, we dangerous
Niggas say they want that smoke, lil bro deliver it, turn the lil boy to some angel dust
When I'm full of them percs, I'm in that pussy for hours, hitting that hoe, Kurt Angle her
Like, slatt, if you take one life, then you can't give it back
Know Double gon' come through the line and fuck up the sack
Trap all night, don't get sleep, get racks
No bap, my fans, they love how I'm living, they walking on beats cause they fuck with a slatt (Like, woah)
???? Double 0 walk down, hit 'em, and score
I ain't ask for no fame in this shit, I rather be sliming, taking them bows
My opps got no aim with they blicks, they shooting up houses, shooting at doors
How the fuck a nigga saying he got more money than me, and he can't even show it?
When I walk in the store, I don't care what the price is
As long as it cost me a rich bitch, I'm blowing it
Bad bitch with me, like Bobby & Whitney
I make her pop a perc, the lil hoe enjoy it
I was a bad lil nigga riding 'round my hood with a bandana thread 'round my head, like I'm Boosie and get off stores
My granny, she gone, I gave her the glory
Wish I could call Jefe right now on the phone
Lil Double be bumming that void, they don't know my story
Hop out, whack em, shoot it, score it
Banana clip hit 'em, banana extort 'em
Lamb chop, Lamb pull up disorderly
Hit the gas on that hoe, make it sound like its snoring
Double 0 jumped off the porch and I turned to a boss, them lil niggas hating and shit
Got a bitch, she work in a bank and, B-Roll, he a scammer, you know he be shaking that bitch
Outta sight, outta mind with my chop
I ain't OVO Gang, but I'll pull up with drac in that bitch
And I know I'm CEO Walk Down Gang, but I'm Face Shot Gang, when I'm whacking his face and shit
I know these be saying we dating, but we ain't dating, I'm fucking her face and shit
(Slatt)
In Miami, I got my blammy
I can't go like Tony Montana
They won't move?
Lil bro gon' hop out, walk you down, hit you with a hammer
They say Lil Double 0 Menace II Society
Do him like O-Dog, kill 'em on camera
Don't need no love, I just need wok and the Fanta
Sprite the bitch up to a Dirty Diana
One thing I know, is them hoes gon' go
If you run up them racks in the jungle, like animals
Fuck the gang unit, they know I ain't taming 'em
Walk Down Gang catch bodies, we dangerous
Niggas say they want that smoke, lil bro deliver it, turn the lil boy to some angel dust
When I'm full of them percs, I'm in that pussy for hours, hitting that hoe, Kurt Angle her
Like, slatt, if you take one life, then you can't give it back
Know Double gon' come through the line and fuck up the sack
Trap all night, don't get sleep, get racks
No bap, my fans, they love how I'm living, they walking on beats cause they fuck with a slatt (Like, woah)
???? Double 0 walk down, hit 'em, and score
I ain't ask for no fame in this shit, I rather be sliming, taking them bows
My opps got no aim with they blicks, they shooting up houses, shooting at doors
How the fuck a nigga saying he got more money than me, and he can't even show it?
When I walk in the store, I don't care what the price is
As long as it cost me a rich bitch, I'm blowing it
Bad bitch with me, like Bobby & Whitney
I make her pop a perc, the lil hoe enjoy it
I was a bad lil nigga riding 'round my hood with a bandana thread 'round my head, like I'm Boosie and get off stores
My granny, she gone, I gave her the glory
Wish I could call Jefe right now on the phone
Lil Double be bumming that void, they don't know my story
Hop out, whack em, shoot it, score it
Banana clip hit 'em, banana extort 'em
Lamb chop, Lamb pull up disorderly
Hit the gas on that hoe, make it sound like its snoring
Double 0 jumped off the porch and I turned to a boss, them lil niggas hating and shit
Got a bitch, she work in a bank and, B-Roll, he a scammer, you know he be shaking that bitch
Outta sight, outta mind with my chop
I ain't OVO Gang, but I'll pull up with drac in that bitch
And I know I'm CEO Walk Down Gang, but I'm Face Shot Gang, when I'm whacking his face and shit
I know these be saying we dating, but we ain't dating, I'm fucking her face and shit
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!