Put That Front Up Nettspend

[Intro]
Bitch, I'll send that bitch to where she came from
You can't chill up in my trap, get stomped

[Chorus]
Bitch, I'll send that bitch to where she came from
You can't chill up in my trap, get stomped
Me and nick in that Scat', shoot your home up
And we ridin' six deep to the drugs (Ayy, yeah)
If they want me, you gonna pay me front up
And stop all that talkin', put that front up (Ayy, yeah, stop all talkin', oh)
And I'm ridin' with the gun, you ain't finna blick some'
And these songs back to back, like, the hoes geeked

[Verse]
You ain't talkin' money, so you is upgraded
You ain't got no guns 'cause they all got tooken
And it's a reason all your hoes in my function, bitch
And they even know about that I'm next, bitch
If you ain't got thе clue, watch your fuckin' neck, bitch
Ridin' 'round, send hеr home with the TEC, bitch
Halos 'round all they heads 'cause they dead, bitch

[Chorus]
Bitch, I'll send that bitch to where she came from
You can't chill up in my trap, get stomped
Me and nick in that Scat', shoot your home up
And we ridin' six deep to the drugs (Ayy, yeah)
If they want me, you gonna pay me front up
And stop all that talkin', put that front up (Ayy, yeah, stop all talkin', oh)
And I'm ridin' with the gun, you ain't finna blick some'
And these songs back to back, like, the hoes geeked