[Intro]
Ay, to the Mz's
Patrick
I make your bed rock, X was a dead chop, I hit the best pot
Ay agb shit
Bro hit his head top, don't get my head hot
Might catch a headshot
Jump out the ding, swing and ching, or let corn fly with the wind
Free the guy's, free Armed Response
Cah it's not a thing to get man wigged
If SY's ridin' I'm glidin' with em
[Verse 1]
Who's that? Spin that
Jump out, ying that (yeah)
He paid the price, that's it, no bring back
Spin back 25 g's from the Z and cling that
TT made catch a rim back
4 and a half in my slim bag
Shank on my waist, swing that at your wig back
Sweet one tryna give hat, told me "Slip back"
Bill it up, could be a Culps or a Mizz pack
More time when the AG's been dispatched
Come back mindi's covered in his past
[?] shotty bells filled with Tic Tacs
Sweet for the 4's, let's talk, let's mix-match
Big facts, all of dem big cap
And I can't beef with Cres no more, it's a mismatch
Ching dat, skrr up, pop doors, ching that
Done up his legs so he had to swim back
True, we done up his chest and back
But before all of that the 4 door crashed him (Skrr skrr)
Bare man dashin' ain't got time for a chat first man that I grab I'll splash him
Singers, are your friend's really shavers?
Triple S like Franklin, Trevor and Michael
How many guys we wasted?
Ay, to the Mz's
Patrick
I make your bed rock, X was a dead chop, I hit the best pot
Ay agb shit
Bro hit his head top, don't get my head hot
Might catch a headshot
Jump out the ding, swing and ching, or let corn fly with the wind
Free the guy's, free Armed Response
Cah it's not a thing to get man wigged
If SY's ridin' I'm glidin' with em
[Verse 1]
Who's that? Spin that
Jump out, ying that (yeah)
He paid the price, that's it, no bring back
Spin back 25 g's from the Z and cling that
TT made catch a rim back
4 and a half in my slim bag
Shank on my waist, swing that at your wig back
Sweet one tryna give hat, told me "Slip back"
Bill it up, could be a Culps or a Mizz pack
More time when the AG's been dispatched
Come back mindi's covered in his past
[?] shotty bells filled with Tic Tacs
Sweet for the 4's, let's talk, let's mix-match
Big facts, all of dem big cap
And I can't beef with Cres no more, it's a mismatch
Ching dat, skrr up, pop doors, ching that
Done up his legs so he had to swim back
True, we done up his chest and back
But before all of that the 4 door crashed him (Skrr skrr)
Bare man dashin' ain't got time for a chat first man that I grab I'll splash him
Singers, are your friend's really shavers?
Triple S like Franklin, Trevor and Michael
How many guys we wasted?
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