[Intro]
Grrah
Grrah
[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'm smoother than a baby ass
See through 'em like a cup of glass
Red beam, that's that nigga ass
And I got a couple hundred in the—
You better knuck if you buck, nigga
Don't got my Glock, you in luck, nigga
If I had my Glock, you'd be stuck, nigga
And I empty the clip on a fuck nigga
That nigga fruity, just give him a pebble
I don't think you can hit 'em through this metal
Niggas be talkin', but quick to rebuttal
I talk to my angels, but dance with the devil
I swear that boy is a dumb-dumb
Bullets gon' fill up his tum-tum
Bon appétit, nigga, yum-yum
Just call him Ricky the way that he run, run
To me, he was an average kid
But me? I was a savage kid
I walk in the start and start blastin' shit
If you give me the grip, then I'm blastin' it
Grrah
Grrah
[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'm smoother than a baby ass
See through 'em like a cup of glass
Red beam, that's that nigga ass
And I got a couple hundred in the—
You better knuck if you buck, nigga
Don't got my Glock, you in luck, nigga
If I had my Glock, you'd be stuck, nigga
And I empty the clip on a fuck nigga
That nigga fruity, just give him a pebble
I don't think you can hit 'em through this metal
Niggas be talkin', but quick to rebuttal
I talk to my angels, but dance with the devil
I swear that boy is a dumb-dumb
Bullets gon' fill up his tum-tum
Bon appétit, nigga, yum-yum
Just call him Ricky the way that he run, run
To me, he was an average kid
But me? I was a savage kid
I walk in the start and start blastin' shit
If you give me the grip, then I'm blastin' it
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