[Intro]
(Oh, cuss you out, huh?)
(Yo' big stupid raggedy ass)
Fuck (You got me fucked up)
(I'll murk yo' fuck ass)
Fuck
Fuck, fuck
[Verse]
Boy, you a bitch, brought a blick to the fight
Dark in my hood like they cut off the light
You said it was exotic, you said it was that guy
Come through the alley, no asking me why
Talm' bout' you havin' exotic, you lied
Push to the trailer park, you fried
I got five stars, let me inside
Should I take him down? Let me decide
Look through the sights, the aim precise
Nigga give a fuck what you bang, you gon' hide
They knew I was this when I came alive
I brought the fye when I came outside
Park in thе hood, play my music out loud
Expedite the packagе, a newer disguise
Hotbox foggy, fuck up my eyes
Point the stick on the crowd, move it around
You top rank? Bitch, I'm movin' you down
No household, I'm movin' around
Take down a hothead, I'm coolin' him down
Do a lick when I first moved to the town
Smile on my face nigga, look what I found
I can't wait to hit the za', pass it 'round
No love, I got the chop' walk him down
Serve a play in the back of the store, walk around
Zaza, drank, gon' throw me around
Bitch, I'ma run, I won't get on the ground
Twin hit the sto' are you kidding me now
Fine shit choosing, she feeling me out
They fuck with my music, they hearing me out
Fillin' my bookbag, I carry it out
I dump the blick, I I be wearing it out
Zaza double wrapped, I'm tearing it out
I got the drop, got yo' whereabouts
You told before, who you gon' tell on now?
Nigga better stand down, I pull out my lil' fye
Look at the live, oh, I know where he by
You wanna be me, I know I'm one of them guys
Fill up yo' twin with the clip while he try it
Flip fine shit in the back of the ride
Put the strike on him and let him decide
Nigga tryna flex his gun, can I try it?
Smoke zaza to the face, can't drive
Steal yo' designer, I'm not tryna buy it
You fuck with my camp, I ain't know this shit slide
I'ma be up, and you gon' be down
Stand in the cut, bitch, I'm somewhere around
Take down a scammer, he fucked up my Chime
When I get lit, whole gang get lit too
Step on a opp, I done stepped on a big dude
Big ass boy, you too big to be tissue
Stiff arm fine shit, I'm not tryna' kiss you
We 'quipped the laser, I'm not tryna diss you
Better duck down when I swing this stick thru'
Black Gen6, I love my pistol
She think she know me cause she ate me out the gristle
What's in my drip? A stick, a missile
Box in the whip, you can't even get out
Trip out with the blick, I swear I might flip out
(Oh, cuss you out, huh?)
(Yo' big stupid raggedy ass)
Fuck (You got me fucked up)
(I'll murk yo' fuck ass)
Fuck
Fuck, fuck
[Verse]
Boy, you a bitch, brought a blick to the fight
Dark in my hood like they cut off the light
You said it was exotic, you said it was that guy
Come through the alley, no asking me why
Talm' bout' you havin' exotic, you lied
Push to the trailer park, you fried
I got five stars, let me inside
Should I take him down? Let me decide
Look through the sights, the aim precise
Nigga give a fuck what you bang, you gon' hide
They knew I was this when I came alive
I brought the fye when I came outside
Park in thе hood, play my music out loud
Expedite the packagе, a newer disguise
Hotbox foggy, fuck up my eyes
Point the stick on the crowd, move it around
You top rank? Bitch, I'm movin' you down
No household, I'm movin' around
Take down a hothead, I'm coolin' him down
Do a lick when I first moved to the town
Smile on my face nigga, look what I found
I can't wait to hit the za', pass it 'round
No love, I got the chop' walk him down
Serve a play in the back of the store, walk around
Zaza, drank, gon' throw me around
Bitch, I'ma run, I won't get on the ground
Twin hit the sto' are you kidding me now
Fine shit choosing, she feeling me out
They fuck with my music, they hearing me out
Fillin' my bookbag, I carry it out
I dump the blick, I I be wearing it out
Zaza double wrapped, I'm tearing it out
I got the drop, got yo' whereabouts
You told before, who you gon' tell on now?
Nigga better stand down, I pull out my lil' fye
Look at the live, oh, I know where he by
You wanna be me, I know I'm one of them guys
Fill up yo' twin with the clip while he try it
Flip fine shit in the back of the ride
Put the strike on him and let him decide
Nigga tryna flex his gun, can I try it?
Smoke zaza to the face, can't drive
Steal yo' designer, I'm not tryna buy it
You fuck with my camp, I ain't know this shit slide
I'ma be up, and you gon' be down
Stand in the cut, bitch, I'm somewhere around
Take down a scammer, he fucked up my Chime
When I get lit, whole gang get lit too
Step on a opp, I done stepped on a big dude
Big ass boy, you too big to be tissue
Stiff arm fine shit, I'm not tryna' kiss you
We 'quipped the laser, I'm not tryna diss you
Better duck down when I swing this stick thru'
Black Gen6, I love my pistol
She think she know me cause she ate me out the gristle
What's in my drip? A stick, a missile
Box in the whip, you can't even get out
Trip out with the blick, I swear I might flip out
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