[Verse 1]
Baby let's go
Got teflon on the chest
Steel on the hip
You can feel what I spit
Because it’s real on the strip
Niggas grill with their click
But then they squeal when they drip
See and revel in their chips [?]
Tryin' to appeal to the chicks
And it [?] with their bricks
Big wheels on their whips
'Till I fill clips like a navy seal
For the stick
'fore their grip
Rubber grip in their grill then I click *coking gun*
Peel shit to take a nigga off his heels when it hit *gunshot*
[?] killed body concealed in the crypt
RIP on their headstone for steppin in that red zone
See their last breath blown
Shots to the chest dome *gunshot*
Take smith and wes chrome
And never leave that vest home
[Chorus 2x]
Rounds and rounds be blowing out the pound
For real you fuck with me
That's how it's going down (for real)
I takes no shorts
My fort I hold it down
Hold on tell me you don't now about my gangsta nigga
Baby let's go
Got teflon on the chest
Steel on the hip
You can feel what I spit
Because it’s real on the strip
Niggas grill with their click
But then they squeal when they drip
See and revel in their chips [?]
Tryin' to appeal to the chicks
And it [?] with their bricks
Big wheels on their whips
'Till I fill clips like a navy seal
For the stick
'fore their grip
Rubber grip in their grill then I click *coking gun*
Peel shit to take a nigga off his heels when it hit *gunshot*
[?] killed body concealed in the crypt
RIP on their headstone for steppin in that red zone
See their last breath blown
Shots to the chest dome *gunshot*
Take smith and wes chrome
And never leave that vest home
[Chorus 2x]
Rounds and rounds be blowing out the pound
For real you fuck with me
That's how it's going down (for real)
I takes no shorts
My fort I hold it down
Hold on tell me you don't now about my gangsta nigga
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