[Intro]
Aye
Talkin' 'bout ya bussin' heads (Ayy), nigga, you ain't shot shit
Talkin' 'bout ya workin' clips (Ayy), nigga, you ain't—
Aye (Eardrummers, Mike WiLL Made-It)
Aye, oh, you done go and get all them guns, and you ain't killed nobody yet?
Aye, how many times you shot that mothafucka, nigga?
Aye, ain't nobody popped up dead?
Aye, thought y'all niggas was murderers
Shit
[Chorus]
Talkin' 'bout you poppin' tags, nigga, you ain't bought shit
Talkin' 'bout a hunnid bottles, nigga, you ain't popped shit
All you talk 'Nana clips, nigga, you ain't shot shit
Spending money on these hoes, nigga, you ain't fuck shit
Talkin' 'bout you poppin' tags (Shit), nigga, you ain't bought shit (Shit)
Talkin' 'bout a hunnid bottles (Shit), nigga, you ain't popped shit (Shit)
All you talk 'Nana clips (Shit), nigga, you ain't shot shit (Shit)
Spending money on these hoes (Shit), nigga, you ain't fuck shit (Shit)
Shit
Shit
[Verse 1]
Bought the ho a hunnid pair of red bottoms (Shit)
That's a quarter milli' on a hand job, my nigga
Brrt, stick 'em
Fuck you and every nigga came witcha
Go and put a nigga on a picture
Go and put a nigga on a T-Shirt
Back in the day, when a nigga sell dope
I'ma slap your daddy out and then put him in a hole
Glock 40, woo
Turn up, turn up
My ambitions as a rider
Sippin' on lean, getting higher
Nigga, I'm a codeine buyer
No, you not a foreign whip driver
Shout out to the shooters and the shooters only
You never walk around with a lot of money
Hundred dollars fallin' all out your pocket
When you hit 'em in the head, can you keep it solid?
Bulletproof whip, we'll blow it up
Like some raw uncut dope, blow it up
Represent your gang, nigga, throw it up
I don't give a fuck where you at, nigga, throw it up
Aye
Talkin' 'bout ya bussin' heads (Ayy), nigga, you ain't shot shit
Talkin' 'bout ya workin' clips (Ayy), nigga, you ain't—
Aye (Eardrummers, Mike WiLL Made-It)
Aye, oh, you done go and get all them guns, and you ain't killed nobody yet?
Aye, how many times you shot that mothafucka, nigga?
Aye, ain't nobody popped up dead?
Aye, thought y'all niggas was murderers
Shit
[Chorus]
Talkin' 'bout you poppin' tags, nigga, you ain't bought shit
Talkin' 'bout a hunnid bottles, nigga, you ain't popped shit
All you talk 'Nana clips, nigga, you ain't shot shit
Spending money on these hoes, nigga, you ain't fuck shit
Talkin' 'bout you poppin' tags (Shit), nigga, you ain't bought shit (Shit)
Talkin' 'bout a hunnid bottles (Shit), nigga, you ain't popped shit (Shit)
All you talk 'Nana clips (Shit), nigga, you ain't shot shit (Shit)
Spending money on these hoes (Shit), nigga, you ain't fuck shit (Shit)
Shit
Shit
[Verse 1]
Bought the ho a hunnid pair of red bottoms (Shit)
That's a quarter milli' on a hand job, my nigga
Brrt, stick 'em
Fuck you and every nigga came witcha
Go and put a nigga on a picture
Go and put a nigga on a T-Shirt
Back in the day, when a nigga sell dope
I'ma slap your daddy out and then put him in a hole
Glock 40, woo
Turn up, turn up
My ambitions as a rider
Sippin' on lean, getting higher
Nigga, I'm a codeine buyer
No, you not a foreign whip driver
Shout out to the shooters and the shooters only
You never walk around with a lot of money
Hundred dollars fallin' all out your pocket
When you hit 'em in the head, can you keep it solid?
Bulletproof whip, we'll blow it up
Like some raw uncut dope, blow it up
Represent your gang, nigga, throw it up
I don't give a fuck where you at, nigga, throw it up
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