[Intro: Sada Baby]
(RJ always trippin', man, RJ always trippin')
If you set trippin', why you in Chiraq on Lil' Steve?
He gon' take you to the East to meet Skuba Steve, fuck you mean? Put him on his fuckin' knees, bust his head
Know I'm on a bunch of lean, huh, bunch of red
Huh, huh, on Lil' Steve
On gang
Ayy, hold up
[Verse 1: Sada Baby]
Deebo Lotti, he ain't got no bodies, them boys ain't slidin'
He ain't 'bout it, he won't hurt nobody, plus that boy ain't solid
You know I got it, make me up this chopper, show you how we rocking
He see my beard, make that boy step back, Skuba ain't no Rocket
Jab step, make that nigga buckle, they gon' think we hooping
Got this Draco from my custo uncle, he don't even use it
He done sold it to the right young nigga, you, know I'ma shoot it
Get to pressin' niggas, 'timidatin' niggas with this music
Get to stretching niggas, 'capitating niggas with this Uzi
You stuck your neck out for the wrong niggas, now you 'bout to lose it
Now you half-dead, now you bleeding out, you losin' fluid
I got twin choppers, look like Bin Laden, they congruent
If they send Sada, I'ma end oppers with this Ruger
You a cock-blocker, your bitch dick suckin', how you do it?
You be actin' out, you know them clips around, this ain't no movie
You a lame ass, broke, plain dressing ass goofy
Still got on drip when I load my shit, I just bought a brick
I'm talking shit, I'm a walking lick, still I'll off a bitch
I'm off them grits and on Percocets, they say that don't mix
But I'm legit, I'll plead the Fifth and shoot you with the six
(RJ always trippin', man, RJ always trippin')
If you set trippin', why you in Chiraq on Lil' Steve?
He gon' take you to the East to meet Skuba Steve, fuck you mean? Put him on his fuckin' knees, bust his head
Know I'm on a bunch of lean, huh, bunch of red
Huh, huh, on Lil' Steve
On gang
Ayy, hold up
[Verse 1: Sada Baby]
Deebo Lotti, he ain't got no bodies, them boys ain't slidin'
He ain't 'bout it, he won't hurt nobody, plus that boy ain't solid
You know I got it, make me up this chopper, show you how we rocking
He see my beard, make that boy step back, Skuba ain't no Rocket
Jab step, make that nigga buckle, they gon' think we hooping
Got this Draco from my custo uncle, he don't even use it
He done sold it to the right young nigga, you, know I'ma shoot it
Get to pressin' niggas, 'timidatin' niggas with this music
Get to stretching niggas, 'capitating niggas with this Uzi
You stuck your neck out for the wrong niggas, now you 'bout to lose it
Now you half-dead, now you bleeding out, you losin' fluid
I got twin choppers, look like Bin Laden, they congruent
If they send Sada, I'ma end oppers with this Ruger
You a cock-blocker, your bitch dick suckin', how you do it?
You be actin' out, you know them clips around, this ain't no movie
You a lame ass, broke, plain dressing ass goofy
Still got on drip when I load my shit, I just bought a brick
I'm talking shit, I'm a walking lick, still I'll off a bitch
I'm off them grits and on Percocets, they say that don't mix
But I'm legit, I'll plead the Fifth and shoot you with the six
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