[Intro]
(Ka7ton8 Beats)
(M1OnTheBeat)
Yo
[Chorus]
I stepped out with a dotty on go (I did)
I stepped out with a spinner on go (I did)
I stepped out with a G9 filled up, I ain't tryna wave this mash for show (Baow, baow)
He got slapped and so did bro (Bah)
We leave the opps with open domes
When I clocked him and hit top bins, I ain't tryna shoot and hit the post
I stepped out with a dotty on go (I did, go on, go on)
I stepped out with a spinner on go (I did, go on, go on)
I stepped out with a G9 filled up (Go on, go on), I ain't tryna wave this mash for show (Baow, baow)
He got slapped and so did bro (Bah)
We leave the opps with open domes
When I clocked him and hit top bins, I ain't tryna shoot and hit the post
[Verse 1]
[?] 'round and did the most (Free bro)
In one week and he burnt three outfits
Two of them's left with a holy ghost (They were leaved)
Leave man's T-shirt red like Alvin's (Red)
Kept on talkin', the mandem bored him, side of the school where the teachers found him (Pussy)
Bro said he wanted a bust-down pendant, fuck that shit, now the shotgun brownin'
Shot him for a six-shot pump, there were thousands
Sweets for the .45 spins aren't limited
I pay twenty-five pound one sweet, I ain't tryna waste these bullets on idiots
Fuck probation, think I'm a nerd?
They don't know I slapped an affiliate
**** got splashed and so did ****
The way he got **** in his face was hideous
(Ka7ton8 Beats)
(M1OnTheBeat)
Yo
[Chorus]
I stepped out with a dotty on go (I did)
I stepped out with a spinner on go (I did)
I stepped out with a G9 filled up, I ain't tryna wave this mash for show (Baow, baow)
He got slapped and so did bro (Bah)
We leave the opps with open domes
When I clocked him and hit top bins, I ain't tryna shoot and hit the post
I stepped out with a dotty on go (I did, go on, go on)
I stepped out with a spinner on go (I did, go on, go on)
I stepped out with a G9 filled up (Go on, go on), I ain't tryna wave this mash for show (Baow, baow)
He got slapped and so did bro (Bah)
We leave the opps with open domes
When I clocked him and hit top bins, I ain't tryna shoot and hit the post
[Verse 1]
[?] 'round and did the most (Free bro)
In one week and he burnt three outfits
Two of them's left with a holy ghost (They were leaved)
Leave man's T-shirt red like Alvin's (Red)
Kept on talkin', the mandem bored him, side of the school where the teachers found him (Pussy)
Bro said he wanted a bust-down pendant, fuck that shit, now the shotgun brownin'
Shot him for a six-shot pump, there were thousands
Sweets for the .45 spins aren't limited
I pay twenty-five pound one sweet, I ain't tryna waste these bullets on idiots
Fuck probation, think I'm a nerd?
They don't know I slapped an affiliate
**** got splashed and so did ****
The way he got **** in his face was hideous
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