[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah)
Hold on, alright bet
Yeah
If I spin right now, he won't-, alright, fasho
(Nigga ain't really fuckin' with me, gang)
[Verse]
If I spin right now, he won't live long
And my gang still trap off the flip phone
This ho' ain't eatin' dick, tell her, "Get on"
I'm throwin' straight blue strips, out the redbone
This ho' got Slump6', on the ringtone
Ain't gotta rap beef, nigga, I been on
Boy, you ain't the real thing, you a spin-off
This shit on me, Glocked up, you get shit on
Boy, you flexin' that money I shit out (On God)
Nigga pick yo' ass up, the nigga gotta sit out
I'm shootin' niggas, call that shit a steak-out
My young nigga, he cookin' shit just like a Steak-house
I'm in L.A., chillin' at a lake-house
Back-to-back choppa's, now y'all niggas bang-out
Get a drop, we shootin' at his hangout
I'm tryna fuck this ho', and knock her frame out
Switch up on the Glock, he gettin' sprayed up
Four ho's in this whip, takin' me down
Beam on the Glock, it gotta chase a round
I'ma shoot at the bouncers, tryna shake me down
I was seen in my bag, I'm bringin' Che 'round
Hit that ho' wit' a "Hrrtt", that nigga took a opp
Double cup wit' some money, like the dirty sock
Pass the Glock to my muddy, got him runnin' routes
Bring yo' ho', think she SexyyRed, she talkin' 'bout, "Slut me out"
Want yo' bestfriend, either one of y'all
In my left hand, got a hundred-round
Fuck that test man, I'm a drop-out
Don't fuck wit' yes man, that's a cop-out
I put her S-Class, bitch, then I hop out
Bitch I went back, I like a top [?]
Ho' give the best neck, now she get cut quick
Bitch, It's that game, look who you fuck wit'
"They said you shoot at niggas, and dumb bitches"
Niggas turn rat, can't keep it a buck wit' me
You ain't caught no M's, bitch, you can't fuck wit' me
Ho' got no self [?], all she know suck dick
He said, "It's up", 'kay, bitch then it's up wit' me
Tryna run off with the swag, put a fast one
Catch a opp down bad, turn to a blunt, nigga
On bro, I peep shit on the net, for all you fuck niggas
He got beat, and went to the stu' to write a song
But this white ho' said she like to see the dome, nigga
Beam on the Glock, it sound like Donkey Kong, nigga
I'm in L.A, we shootin' shit just like LeBron, nigga
Yeah, he ain't tryna get into it
Beam on the Glock, throwin' bullets, Cam knew it
Walk inside the store, I'm hoopin'
On the stage wit' my stick, like it's Bamboo
.762 through his [?]
I can't, cuff a gnat, 'cause she ran through
Insane, how niggas lose it
All I do is take dubs, bitch, I can't lose
Bullets flyin', they go through 'em
All my niggas really trained, bitch, they on queue
[?], movin' stupid
Got a K, big stick, like we playin' pool
Pass to bro, we alley-oop
I'll hit his ship, and let it sink, nigga, Tom Cruise
This ho' eat me up like sushi
Nigga ain't even talkin' hundreds, man, that shit blew me
(Yeah, yeah)
Hold on, alright bet
Yeah
If I spin right now, he won't-, alright, fasho
(Nigga ain't really fuckin' with me, gang)
[Verse]
If I spin right now, he won't live long
And my gang still trap off the flip phone
This ho' ain't eatin' dick, tell her, "Get on"
I'm throwin' straight blue strips, out the redbone
This ho' got Slump6', on the ringtone
Ain't gotta rap beef, nigga, I been on
Boy, you ain't the real thing, you a spin-off
This shit on me, Glocked up, you get shit on
Boy, you flexin' that money I shit out (On God)
Nigga pick yo' ass up, the nigga gotta sit out
I'm shootin' niggas, call that shit a steak-out
My young nigga, he cookin' shit just like a Steak-house
I'm in L.A., chillin' at a lake-house
Back-to-back choppa's, now y'all niggas bang-out
Get a drop, we shootin' at his hangout
I'm tryna fuck this ho', and knock her frame out
Switch up on the Glock, he gettin' sprayed up
Four ho's in this whip, takin' me down
Beam on the Glock, it gotta chase a round
I'ma shoot at the bouncers, tryna shake me down
I was seen in my bag, I'm bringin' Che 'round
Hit that ho' wit' a "Hrrtt", that nigga took a opp
Double cup wit' some money, like the dirty sock
Pass the Glock to my muddy, got him runnin' routes
Bring yo' ho', think she SexyyRed, she talkin' 'bout, "Slut me out"
Want yo' bestfriend, either one of y'all
In my left hand, got a hundred-round
Fuck that test man, I'm a drop-out
Don't fuck wit' yes man, that's a cop-out
I put her S-Class, bitch, then I hop out
Bitch I went back, I like a top [?]
Ho' give the best neck, now she get cut quick
Bitch, It's that game, look who you fuck wit'
"They said you shoot at niggas, and dumb bitches"
Niggas turn rat, can't keep it a buck wit' me
You ain't caught no M's, bitch, you can't fuck wit' me
Ho' got no self [?], all she know suck dick
He said, "It's up", 'kay, bitch then it's up wit' me
Tryna run off with the swag, put a fast one
Catch a opp down bad, turn to a blunt, nigga
On bro, I peep shit on the net, for all you fuck niggas
He got beat, and went to the stu' to write a song
But this white ho' said she like to see the dome, nigga
Beam on the Glock, it sound like Donkey Kong, nigga
I'm in L.A, we shootin' shit just like LeBron, nigga
Yeah, he ain't tryna get into it
Beam on the Glock, throwin' bullets, Cam knew it
Walk inside the store, I'm hoopin'
On the stage wit' my stick, like it's Bamboo
.762 through his [?]
I can't, cuff a gnat, 'cause she ran through
Insane, how niggas lose it
All I do is take dubs, bitch, I can't lose
Bullets flyin', they go through 'em
All my niggas really trained, bitch, they on queue
[?], movin' stupid
Got a K, big stick, like we playin' pool
Pass to bro, we alley-oop
I'll hit his ship, and let it sink, nigga, Tom Cruise
This ho' eat me up like sushi
Nigga ain't even talkin' hundreds, man, that shit blew me
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