[Chorus: PGF Nuk]
What typa' shit you on, buddy?
On Lil' Moe, why you askin' for this lo' like you tryna' back door?
What typa' shit you on, shorty? You tryna' die?
Why you steady mention foe'nem, why you tweakin' and you high?
You know what typa' time I'm on, I'll buss' a nigga dome
You know what typa' time I'm on, I'll pay to get you gone
Hit his head like a cone, 5.56's break through bones
This shit'll change yo' skin tone, man, you know what time I'm on
[Verse 1: DCG Shun]
What typa' snitch you is? Niggas whole witness
Shoot at a nigga, now he go viral, I feel like Cole Lyrical
Niggas chasin' famous hoes, them my old bitches
My shit say Glock on the back, my nigga, we got them old switches
Niggas say they gone' do what? Shoot what?
Fuck all the opps, give they ass the flu-flux
You saw my hood, give Nuk the new Glock
Shit gеttin' borin', I need some new opps
Uh, my shorty'nem slidе out T-tops
Before I was rich, kill his ass in Reeboks
Niggas be hoes, I'm sayin' what you [?]
New opp dyin', I'm buyin a [?]
[Chorus: PGF Nuk]
What typa' shit you on, buddy?
On Lil' Moe, why you askin' for this lo' like you tryna' back door?
What typa' shit you on, shorty? You tryna' die?
Why you steady mention foe'nem, why you tweakin' and you high?
You know what typa' time I'm on, I'll buss' a nigga dome
You know what typa' time I'm on, I'll pay to get you gone
Hit his head like a cone, 5.56's break through bones
This shit'll change yo' skin tone, man, you know what time I'm on
What typa' shit you on, buddy?
On Lil' Moe, why you askin' for this lo' like you tryna' back door?
What typa' shit you on, shorty? You tryna' die?
Why you steady mention foe'nem, why you tweakin' and you high?
You know what typa' time I'm on, I'll buss' a nigga dome
You know what typa' time I'm on, I'll pay to get you gone
Hit his head like a cone, 5.56's break through bones
This shit'll change yo' skin tone, man, you know what time I'm on
[Verse 1: DCG Shun]
What typa' snitch you is? Niggas whole witness
Shoot at a nigga, now he go viral, I feel like Cole Lyrical
Niggas chasin' famous hoes, them my old bitches
My shit say Glock on the back, my nigga, we got them old switches
Niggas say they gone' do what? Shoot what?
Fuck all the opps, give they ass the flu-flux
You saw my hood, give Nuk the new Glock
Shit gеttin' borin', I need some new opps
Uh, my shorty'nem slidе out T-tops
Before I was rich, kill his ass in Reeboks
Niggas be hoes, I'm sayin' what you [?]
New opp dyin', I'm buyin a [?]
[Chorus: PGF Nuk]
What typa' shit you on, buddy?
On Lil' Moe, why you askin' for this lo' like you tryna' back door?
What typa' shit you on, shorty? You tryna' die?
Why you steady mention foe'nem, why you tweakin' and you high?
You know what typa' time I'm on, I'll buss' a nigga dome
You know what typa' time I'm on, I'll pay to get you gone
Hit his head like a cone, 5.56's break through bones
This shit'll change yo' skin tone, man, you know what time I'm on
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