[Intro]
Whoa, you so pussy, y'all so pussy, we ain't stuntin'
(On The Way)
[Verse]
Whoa, yeah, yeah, mobb
What's yo' choice, you want that pressure?
Be on 10, nigga, I'm gon' kill the one who sent that message
Just caught that nigga talkin' crazy on the gram, that give me leverage
His bitch got good head, she suck my dick and drink my nut like beverage
Put a .30 on a Glock 19, and I call that hoe the devil
Huh, I ain't gotta say nun' to these pussy ass niggas, my momma even know I'm a rebel
You ain't doin' this shit, niggas not even on the same level
Glock hittin' shit just like Aaron Smeltzer
[Verse 2]
Yah, get that feeling, go do killin's, i get wicked, with that glizzy
Stock so bad, kickback so filthy
Fuck that boy, kickback, go drill him
Know that bitch mad that it's switchin'
Should of known when I was locked up, she was fuckin' up my head and I can't feel it
Whoa told me he caught another damn hat and I got jiggy
I don't pick and choose the opps, if we gon' whack one, let's go get 'em
Whoa said he want this hat this time, then nigga, I'an trippin'
I'm just sayin', boy, get back this time, this muhfucka hit so deadly
I ain't playin' with these niggas, I shoot this Glock, and I'm not lucky
Got this mac on me, this metal arm, that boy call me Lil' Bucky
I get mad when they treat me like a ragdoll, I cut they face like Chucky
Nigga playin' with BL, his ass gon' die, I kill a nigga, talkin' 'bout stuffin'
She jus' wanna smoke my joy, this bitch a junkie
4 man down, swish cheese, they call hoe "Smell, fungus'
They try Lil' Glokk, bitch i'm gon' pop, I ain't playin', Bitch, I'm top bunkie
Put a hole in his stomach, like a donut, ain't talkin' 'bout Dunkin'
Whoa, you so pussy, y'all so pussy, we ain't stuntin'
(On The Way)
[Verse]
Whoa, yeah, yeah, mobb
What's yo' choice, you want that pressure?
Be on 10, nigga, I'm gon' kill the one who sent that message
Just caught that nigga talkin' crazy on the gram, that give me leverage
His bitch got good head, she suck my dick and drink my nut like beverage
Put a .30 on a Glock 19, and I call that hoe the devil
Huh, I ain't gotta say nun' to these pussy ass niggas, my momma even know I'm a rebel
You ain't doin' this shit, niggas not even on the same level
Glock hittin' shit just like Aaron Smeltzer
[Verse 2]
Yah, get that feeling, go do killin's, i get wicked, with that glizzy
Stock so bad, kickback so filthy
Fuck that boy, kickback, go drill him
Know that bitch mad that it's switchin'
Should of known when I was locked up, she was fuckin' up my head and I can't feel it
Whoa told me he caught another damn hat and I got jiggy
I don't pick and choose the opps, if we gon' whack one, let's go get 'em
Whoa said he want this hat this time, then nigga, I'an trippin'
I'm just sayin', boy, get back this time, this muhfucka hit so deadly
I ain't playin' with these niggas, I shoot this Glock, and I'm not lucky
Got this mac on me, this metal arm, that boy call me Lil' Bucky
I get mad when they treat me like a ragdoll, I cut they face like Chucky
Nigga playin' with BL, his ass gon' die, I kill a nigga, talkin' 'bout stuffin'
She jus' wanna smoke my joy, this bitch a junkie
4 man down, swish cheese, they call hoe "Smell, fungus'
They try Lil' Glokk, bitch i'm gon' pop, I ain't playin', Bitch, I'm top bunkie
Put a hole in his stomach, like a donut, ain't talkin' 'bout Dunkin'
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