[Chorus: Swerzie]
My pistol dancing, bullets prancing, block is often hot
It's a problem when you plotting on the Rotten mob
30 deep when we walk in, you know we mobbin' off
Choppa make a muhfucka go and talk to God
(Woah) x16
[Verse 1: Zotiyac]
I talk to god when I load up my chop, like I pray to opps don't pull up with no Glock
.45 guns in the bitch like 300 shots and that muhfucka hold the whole block
I walk down on niggas like royalty
Think Jesus been startin' to spoil me
I don't even fuck with that bitch, she enjoyin' me
I don't want the bitch, she annoyin' me
I had the stick that I stuck in the blick with the clip, it's too full, I don't want it to jam on me
I had to clean that bitch up, it was oily
That nigga ran on me, caught him, we torch him, ay (Bitch)
And we did that shit orderly
Order the hit and just hope it go cordially
Entourage 30 deep, I hope the Lord with him, hе better talk to his god fore' hе toy with me
[Chorus: Swerzie]
My pistol dancing, bullets prancing, block is often hot
It's a problem when you plotting on the Rotten mob
30 deep when we walk in, you know we mobbin' off
Choppa make a muhfucka go and talk to God
(Woah) x16
My pistol dancing, bullets prancing, block is often hot
It's a problem when you plotting on the Rotten mob
30 deep when we walk in, you know we mobbin' off
Choppa make a muhfucka go and talk to God
(Woah) x16
[Verse 1: Zotiyac]
I talk to god when I load up my chop, like I pray to opps don't pull up with no Glock
.45 guns in the bitch like 300 shots and that muhfucka hold the whole block
I walk down on niggas like royalty
Think Jesus been startin' to spoil me
I don't even fuck with that bitch, she enjoyin' me
I don't want the bitch, she annoyin' me
I had the stick that I stuck in the blick with the clip, it's too full, I don't want it to jam on me
I had to clean that bitch up, it was oily
That nigga ran on me, caught him, we torch him, ay (Bitch)
And we did that shit orderly
Order the hit and just hope it go cordially
Entourage 30 deep, I hope the Lord with him, hе better talk to his god fore' hе toy with me
[Chorus: Swerzie]
My pistol dancing, bullets prancing, block is often hot
It's a problem when you plotting on the Rotten mob
30 deep when we walk in, you know we mobbin' off
Choppa make a muhfucka go and talk to God
(Woah) x16
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