[Intro]
2wo2imes couldn't give a damn
[Verse]
Whole lotta sticks in this bitch, nigga
You don’t want no smoke, we gon’ deal with ya’
Your partner got slayed by some real hitters
Will knock yo’ ass, we can’t fear niggas
Knock him back with the Tommy Hilfiger
That young nigga strapped up with the steel triggers
Pull up to swoop, but I'ma still hit her
That .223 bullet make him feel different
I’m Baby Life nigga, know I’m still wicked
I whipped that lil' baby pussy, fire midget
Pull up to his block and all we heard is crickets
I whip the dope good like I work at Denny's
Can’t come to your hood, nigga must be shitty
That boy talkin’ dirty, come out with them Smitty's
Shot his lil' partner now they call him pigeon
Bitch, huh, ‘causе I live a vampire life
Nigga wanna join thе gang but scared of that vampire bite
Young nigga hop out with Dracos at night
To catch a fuck nigga then play him on sight
I’m the type nigga to put down the pistol and pick up the AR
Niggas can’t come round the way, give a fuck who you is, give a fuck ‘bout your fake R
We gon’ make the choppa dance like it’s Stomp the Yard
We gon’ break this nigga face like a new guitar
Had to call the pussy nigga a track star
Nigga keep lackin’, he probably won’t go far
Look in yo’ eye, boy, I see that you not hard
Shoot wit’ his eye closed, nigga, like Ray Charles
Brrr, ol’ pussy ass nigga, ol’ bitch ass nigga
Bitch, bitch
Huh, ‘cause y’all live a capped out life
All that cappin’ that you doing, that shit might just end your life
Cap shit with that gang, hoppin’ out on that flight
That young nigga pistol totin’ at that light
She suck on the scrotum, baby, that's my type
I’m in the love with the pistols, you can’t be my wife
Been in love with the trap life all my life
Used to walk through the C-block with a knife (C-block)
Big dog in this shit, don’t take it light
Got the young nigga throwing flags, all white
Let this bitch go, I don’t feel right
Huh, can we fuck one more time if that’s alright
Huh, fuck that life, swear to God, I’m a no life
Huh, at 16 years old I had 2 pipes
Huh, swear to God you can die tonight
You can fuck the gang, baby, that’s alright
Kick the bitch out then she said I’m a lowlife, huh, lowlife nigga
Young nigga die alone, give a fuck ‘bout no bitch
Young nigga die alone in the bricks
Young nigga hit the station with the stick
This Baby Life shit, shooting at your clique
That mufucka’ miss, boy you must be sick, sick, bitch
Yah, yah, yeah this that guap life nigga
Yeah this that trap life nigga
I got so damn high, think I’m top flight nigga
To go ‘gainst the game, all the 4 pints nigga
That bitch tryna give me my whole life nigga
Them boys call me Spaz, I get on yo’ ass
I hop in that Cat, that bitch movin’ fast
We smoke all their partners, feel like Alcatraz
We don’t play wit’ no mask for that gas
Hop out with them Glocks, nigga, 30 mag
Beat his ass up, leave him shitbagged
Got the thirty round on me, nigga, whiplash
Fuck up the money, this shit gon’ get bad
Play wit’ my partner then we on yo’ ass
Micro, have a shooter in this bit’ that gon’ get low
And these bitches do whatever that I say so, huh
2wo2imes couldn't give a damn
[Verse]
Whole lotta sticks in this bitch, nigga
You don’t want no smoke, we gon’ deal with ya’
Your partner got slayed by some real hitters
Will knock yo’ ass, we can’t fear niggas
Knock him back with the Tommy Hilfiger
That young nigga strapped up with the steel triggers
Pull up to swoop, but I'ma still hit her
That .223 bullet make him feel different
I’m Baby Life nigga, know I’m still wicked
I whipped that lil' baby pussy, fire midget
Pull up to his block and all we heard is crickets
I whip the dope good like I work at Denny's
Can’t come to your hood, nigga must be shitty
That boy talkin’ dirty, come out with them Smitty's
Shot his lil' partner now they call him pigeon
Bitch, huh, ‘causе I live a vampire life
Nigga wanna join thе gang but scared of that vampire bite
Young nigga hop out with Dracos at night
To catch a fuck nigga then play him on sight
I’m the type nigga to put down the pistol and pick up the AR
Niggas can’t come round the way, give a fuck who you is, give a fuck ‘bout your fake R
We gon’ make the choppa dance like it’s Stomp the Yard
We gon’ break this nigga face like a new guitar
Had to call the pussy nigga a track star
Nigga keep lackin’, he probably won’t go far
Look in yo’ eye, boy, I see that you not hard
Shoot wit’ his eye closed, nigga, like Ray Charles
Brrr, ol’ pussy ass nigga, ol’ bitch ass nigga
Bitch, bitch
Huh, ‘cause y’all live a capped out life
All that cappin’ that you doing, that shit might just end your life
Cap shit with that gang, hoppin’ out on that flight
That young nigga pistol totin’ at that light
She suck on the scrotum, baby, that's my type
I’m in the love with the pistols, you can’t be my wife
Been in love with the trap life all my life
Used to walk through the C-block with a knife (C-block)
Big dog in this shit, don’t take it light
Got the young nigga throwing flags, all white
Let this bitch go, I don’t feel right
Huh, can we fuck one more time if that’s alright
Huh, fuck that life, swear to God, I’m a no life
Huh, at 16 years old I had 2 pipes
Huh, swear to God you can die tonight
You can fuck the gang, baby, that’s alright
Kick the bitch out then she said I’m a lowlife, huh, lowlife nigga
Young nigga die alone, give a fuck ‘bout no bitch
Young nigga die alone in the bricks
Young nigga hit the station with the stick
This Baby Life shit, shooting at your clique
That mufucka’ miss, boy you must be sick, sick, bitch
Yah, yah, yeah this that guap life nigga
Yeah this that trap life nigga
I got so damn high, think I’m top flight nigga
To go ‘gainst the game, all the 4 pints nigga
That bitch tryna give me my whole life nigga
Them boys call me Spaz, I get on yo’ ass
I hop in that Cat, that bitch movin’ fast
We smoke all their partners, feel like Alcatraz
We don’t play wit’ no mask for that gas
Hop out with them Glocks, nigga, 30 mag
Beat his ass up, leave him shitbagged
Got the thirty round on me, nigga, whiplash
Fuck up the money, this shit gon’ get bad
Play wit’ my partner then we on yo’ ass
Micro, have a shooter in this bit’ that gon’ get low
And these bitches do whatever that I say so, huh
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