[Intro: Fredo Santana & Boss Moo]
Yeah DJ Kenn, turn up man
Drop that shit man
You know how we comin' man
Squad squad
Squad shit no qua shit
Gang shit no lang shit
[Verse 1: Tadoe]
What I say?
I can put them bitches on the plane or take the road
Nigga you ain't even really gang 'cause you fuckin' told
And you act like you ain't even trick, boy you fuckin' bold
And I took yo ass on a hit, and you fuckin' froze
I done touched a whole honeybun and I ain't touch the work
Why the fuck you buy that gun if you ain't bust it first?
Niggas really hoes in the field we'll fuckin' skirt
I'ma sold you ass hit drink, you a fuckin' jerk
58 hunnid for the pint and it nun to us
Told the bitch to hop on this plane, we gon' run it up
And she gave a young nigga brain for a tummy tuck
Blue bumma gang be the gang, I'm the runner up
Pay them gangs with this damn gang, I lump 'em up
Hallows hit his motherfuckin' brain, I stomp him up
Cocker say she wanna hold the whole thing, finna numb her up
And I made a hunnid off them things, finna thumb it up
Thot hoe I hit already, bitch sum it up
Bitch, I'm in Knoxville
It gives a young nigga chills how that guap feel
Standing ten toes, cold hearted in this hot field
In the stu smokin' glue off a waxyle
You think that he solid, but he fu, he is not real
I get in that jam I'ma blam, I will not squeal
High as hell, slide do a drill off a ox pill
Damn Tadoe, they ain't ready yet
I did sold two day, I just got a Percocet
This bitch say she love me and ain't even met me yet
Finna get the top, sloppiana, yeah, heavy neck
Aye, I'm that nigga hoe
I done fucked her and her friend, I'm a gigolo
And they break a nigga heavy checks but I ain't pimpin' tho
And I bought the lil bitch a bag but I ain't simpin' tho
Go go bitch, I need a mata
My uber behind the wheel, we'll slide if we had to
Santana got the Drac, we'll up it, it go grata gratara gratara gragra (boom boom bang)
Yeah DJ Kenn, turn up man
Drop that shit man
You know how we comin' man
Squad squad
Squad shit no qua shit
Gang shit no lang shit
[Verse 1: Tadoe]
What I say?
I can put them bitches on the plane or take the road
Nigga you ain't even really gang 'cause you fuckin' told
And you act like you ain't even trick, boy you fuckin' bold
And I took yo ass on a hit, and you fuckin' froze
I done touched a whole honeybun and I ain't touch the work
Why the fuck you buy that gun if you ain't bust it first?
Niggas really hoes in the field we'll fuckin' skirt
I'ma sold you ass hit drink, you a fuckin' jerk
58 hunnid for the pint and it nun to us
Told the bitch to hop on this plane, we gon' run it up
And she gave a young nigga brain for a tummy tuck
Blue bumma gang be the gang, I'm the runner up
Pay them gangs with this damn gang, I lump 'em up
Hallows hit his motherfuckin' brain, I stomp him up
Cocker say she wanna hold the whole thing, finna numb her up
And I made a hunnid off them things, finna thumb it up
Thot hoe I hit already, bitch sum it up
Bitch, I'm in Knoxville
It gives a young nigga chills how that guap feel
Standing ten toes, cold hearted in this hot field
In the stu smokin' glue off a waxyle
You think that he solid, but he fu, he is not real
I get in that jam I'ma blam, I will not squeal
High as hell, slide do a drill off a ox pill
Damn Tadoe, they ain't ready yet
I did sold two day, I just got a Percocet
This bitch say she love me and ain't even met me yet
Finna get the top, sloppiana, yeah, heavy neck
Aye, I'm that nigga hoe
I done fucked her and her friend, I'm a gigolo
And they break a nigga heavy checks but I ain't pimpin' tho
And I bought the lil bitch a bag but I ain't simpin' tho
Go go bitch, I need a mata
My uber behind the wheel, we'll slide if we had to
Santana got the Drac, we'll up it, it go grata gratara gratara gragra (boom boom bang)
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