[Intro]
I'm too high up in this ho, yeah (FreshDuzIt)
You hear me? DJ Booker
Yeah, man, DJ Booker, real talk
Ayy (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1]
I walk in the trap, bitch, get on the floor
Bitch, you know why I came, just give me the dope (Give me the dope)
He thought it was a joke, now he on the floor
Drop down with this Glock and you know I'ma blow (Brr, brr)
Hey, kidnap him then he get beheaded (He get beheaded)
Bullets come down from the top like confetti
I'ma take his gun if he try to sell it
Should've worked at UPS 'cause the pack get heavy
Get hit with this fire, bitch, I bet you gon' holler
Don't fuck with the snakes, but it's some on my collar (Some on my collar)
And if he want a problem, bullets hit his partner
Catchin' plays in the field, Polamalu (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga, he ain't dumb, he ain't take nothin' from me (Boom)
Wish a fuck nigga would take my money
Exotic my runtz, this shit is not crummy
He tried to ride my wave, you know that I sonned him (Boom, boom, brrt)
They like, "What is you smokin'?" Lil' bitch, it's that rapper weed (Ayy)
I keep watching my back 'cause I know niggas after me (Ayy)
If I dump the whole clip, I know Dreek gon' shoot after me (Ayy)
Bitch, it's murder for hire, you can't join the faculty (Ayy)
Bitch, I'm clutchin' my Glock while I eat at the Applebee's (Ayy)
Bitch, I'm high as the sky, I'm up here with the factories (Ayy)
Bitch, I do my own dirt, you ain't gotta look after me (Ayy)
Bitch, I'm handin' out shots like I'm makin' a daiquiri (Ayy)
"NLE ain't got no money" (He got money)
Ha, ha, ha, lil' bitch you funny
"NLE ain't out here gunnin'" (Nigga, what?)
I get a nigga wrapped up like a mummy (Brrt, no cap)
I did it again, repeated offender (Ayy)
If he actin' fruity, put him in a blender (Twirl)
If a nigga want smoke, we gon' make him surrender (Get him out of here)
He was breakin' the rules, my niggas suspend him
I'm too high up in this ho, yeah (FreshDuzIt)
You hear me? DJ Booker
Yeah, man, DJ Booker, real talk
Ayy (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1]
I walk in the trap, bitch, get on the floor
Bitch, you know why I came, just give me the dope (Give me the dope)
He thought it was a joke, now he on the floor
Drop down with this Glock and you know I'ma blow (Brr, brr)
Hey, kidnap him then he get beheaded (He get beheaded)
Bullets come down from the top like confetti
I'ma take his gun if he try to sell it
Should've worked at UPS 'cause the pack get heavy
Get hit with this fire, bitch, I bet you gon' holler
Don't fuck with the snakes, but it's some on my collar (Some on my collar)
And if he want a problem, bullets hit his partner
Catchin' plays in the field, Polamalu (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga, he ain't dumb, he ain't take nothin' from me (Boom)
Wish a fuck nigga would take my money
Exotic my runtz, this shit is not crummy
He tried to ride my wave, you know that I sonned him (Boom, boom, brrt)
They like, "What is you smokin'?" Lil' bitch, it's that rapper weed (Ayy)
I keep watching my back 'cause I know niggas after me (Ayy)
If I dump the whole clip, I know Dreek gon' shoot after me (Ayy)
Bitch, it's murder for hire, you can't join the faculty (Ayy)
Bitch, I'm clutchin' my Glock while I eat at the Applebee's (Ayy)
Bitch, I'm high as the sky, I'm up here with the factories (Ayy)
Bitch, I do my own dirt, you ain't gotta look after me (Ayy)
Bitch, I'm handin' out shots like I'm makin' a daiquiri (Ayy)
"NLE ain't got no money" (He got money)
Ha, ha, ha, lil' bitch you funny
"NLE ain't out here gunnin'" (Nigga, what?)
I get a nigga wrapped up like a mummy (Brrt, no cap)
I did it again, repeated offender (Ayy)
If he actin' fruity, put him in a blender (Twirl)
If a nigga want smoke, we gon' make him surrender (Get him out of here)
He was breakin' the rules, my niggas suspend him
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