[Intro: 3200 Tre]
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
Bitch, listen here
You gotta slide to the back, my pistol's sittin' here
She got mad tough, that bitch is 20-20, so my vision clear
Cause if it wasn't for that nigga, I wouldn't be sittin' here
[Verse 1: 3200 Tre]
I'm done talkin' shit from now on, I'm anglin'
When you see me out, I'm makin' money, I ain't danglin'
In other words, I lock the door up with the curt angle
Now it's not in my pocket, you wanna untangle it?
I was only 17 when I got my
[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Sorry, bae, I got a bitch at home
Catch a nigga slippin, gon' and put the pistol on him
Got my young niggas hitting stores, while I'm flipping boes
[?] 60 seconds off this flip, it's a minute phone
Me and my old bitch can't never get along
34 racks in my right pocket, ot a chicken on me
Bitches tryna hit the road, told her sit at home
In the strip club slapping hoes, pouring liquor on them
OK, let me breathe
Fucked her good, the bitch kidnapped me, she wouldn't let me leave
Ho think she give me [?] bitch, let's be G
Only thing leaving this house [?] some messed up weed
Bitch, I'm [?]
[?] 2 bricks then stretch the G's
That's what you call a double hit
Choked the fuck out this lil bitch, she [?] my government
To be honest, this is not my car, it's my cousin's shit
But if I wanna take this bitch, then my cousin hit
The Hellcat the same color as the doublemint
Nigga shooting 22's at me, they don't puncture shit
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
Bitch, listen here
You gotta slide to the back, my pistol's sittin' here
She got mad tough, that bitch is 20-20, so my vision clear
Cause if it wasn't for that nigga, I wouldn't be sittin' here
[Verse 1: 3200 Tre]
I'm done talkin' shit from now on, I'm anglin'
When you see me out, I'm makin' money, I ain't danglin'
In other words, I lock the door up with the curt angle
Now it's not in my pocket, you wanna untangle it?
I was only 17 when I got my
[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Sorry, bae, I got a bitch at home
Catch a nigga slippin, gon' and put the pistol on him
Got my young niggas hitting stores, while I'm flipping boes
[?] 60 seconds off this flip, it's a minute phone
Me and my old bitch can't never get along
34 racks in my right pocket, ot a chicken on me
Bitches tryna hit the road, told her sit at home
In the strip club slapping hoes, pouring liquor on them
OK, let me breathe
Fucked her good, the bitch kidnapped me, she wouldn't let me leave
Ho think she give me [?] bitch, let's be G
Only thing leaving this house [?] some messed up weed
Bitch, I'm [?]
[?] 2 bricks then stretch the G's
That's what you call a double hit
Choked the fuck out this lil bitch, she [?] my government
To be honest, this is not my car, it's my cousin's shit
But if I wanna take this bitch, then my cousin hit
The Hellcat the same color as the doublemint
Nigga shooting 22's at me, they don't puncture shit
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