[Intro]
(It's Surreal Gang, lil' bitch)
[Verse]
(Phew), I need a hunnid shooters on my side (Yeah)
I need two-hunnid hoes just in my ride
Cut his ass up, like Frankenstein (Yeah)
Chillin' in the cut, looking through the blinds
My ho so nutty, she wanna 69 (So nutty, yeah)
My boy bloody, he got the nine
Hit a lil tummy, watch his ass die (Die, die)
Wantin' some smoke, give him that fire (Fire)
He so fake, nigga be lyin' (Fire)
Ran up on the jakes, I'm like "Bye, bye" (Bye)
They gon' hate, and that's alright (That's alright)
Yo' bitch changin' 'cause she mine (Mine, minе, mine, mine)
If the F.N chasе 'em. they gon' go flying (Flying, flying, flying, flying)
I cannot wait to hit 'em with iron (Iron, iron, iron, iron, iron, iron)
Niggas be drownin' in smoke, 'gon catch 'em at light, catch 'em at light (Catch 'em at lights, light)
His shirt gon' get wrang just like some tie-dye (Tie-dye)
Me and your bitch connected like some Wi-Fi
Ridin' round, nigga my slatt
Nigga let him go, he ain't even worth the Scat (Scat)
Don't turn around nigga, hit your back (Back)
Not dodging now bring your ass back (Back)
Now I feel like I'm on
Yeah them jakes, yeah they goin' dumb
Fuck her, yeah and then I'm gone (Yeah, yeah)
These niggas know I'm smokin' on strong
Give me that check, yeah my dough (Phew, phew, phew, phew)
She throwin' neck, that's my lil' ho
Yeah that's a bet, when I say go
Put the blunt in they faces
You want a verse? Then pay me
Turn a nigga to a stain
They bitin' on me just like a cane
.223 it hit his brain
Fuck nigga out just like a Dane
You ain't sucking dick then you should've never came
Glock with a beam, Glock with the range
Shoot through the house, nigga say "Bang"
Slide then bounce, my niggas they cray
Yeah the [?] sing like Ray J
Yeah my bitch I call her spray face
Yeah, lead to your mouth I call that brace face (Yuh)
Nigga want smoke I know he can't hang
I call your hoe that's my lil' play date (Yeah)
Yeah, I crash the cat, put him in a stain
He missed the hit, put him in a range
I was with your bitch that was a phase
I asked all these hatin' niggas how my dick taste (Phew)
They put on that lame ass fit, yeah just to get fame
Niggas too strange
I crashed the range
(It's Surreal Gang, lil' bitch)
[Verse]
(Phew), I need a hunnid shooters on my side (Yeah)
I need two-hunnid hoes just in my ride
Cut his ass up, like Frankenstein (Yeah)
Chillin' in the cut, looking through the blinds
My ho so nutty, she wanna 69 (So nutty, yeah)
My boy bloody, he got the nine
Hit a lil tummy, watch his ass die (Die, die)
Wantin' some smoke, give him that fire (Fire)
He so fake, nigga be lyin' (Fire)
Ran up on the jakes, I'm like "Bye, bye" (Bye)
They gon' hate, and that's alright (That's alright)
Yo' bitch changin' 'cause she mine (Mine, minе, mine, mine)
If the F.N chasе 'em. they gon' go flying (Flying, flying, flying, flying)
I cannot wait to hit 'em with iron (Iron, iron, iron, iron, iron, iron)
Niggas be drownin' in smoke, 'gon catch 'em at light, catch 'em at light (Catch 'em at lights, light)
His shirt gon' get wrang just like some tie-dye (Tie-dye)
Me and your bitch connected like some Wi-Fi
Ridin' round, nigga my slatt
Nigga let him go, he ain't even worth the Scat (Scat)
Don't turn around nigga, hit your back (Back)
Not dodging now bring your ass back (Back)
Now I feel like I'm on
Yeah them jakes, yeah they goin' dumb
Fuck her, yeah and then I'm gone (Yeah, yeah)
These niggas know I'm smokin' on strong
Give me that check, yeah my dough (Phew, phew, phew, phew)
She throwin' neck, that's my lil' ho
Yeah that's a bet, when I say go
Put the blunt in they faces
You want a verse? Then pay me
Turn a nigga to a stain
They bitin' on me just like a cane
.223 it hit his brain
Fuck nigga out just like a Dane
You ain't sucking dick then you should've never came
Glock with a beam, Glock with the range
Shoot through the house, nigga say "Bang"
Slide then bounce, my niggas they cray
Yeah the [?] sing like Ray J
Yeah my bitch I call her spray face
Yeah, lead to your mouth I call that brace face (Yuh)
Nigga want smoke I know he can't hang
I call your hoe that's my lil' play date (Yeah)
Yeah, I crash the cat, put him in a stain
He missed the hit, put him in a range
I was with your bitch that was a phase
I asked all these hatin' niggas how my dick taste (Phew)
They put on that lame ass fit, yeah just to get fame
Niggas too strange
I crashed the range
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