[Verse 1: Flvd4k]
Ay, ay, ay-ay
You the type to mope on the hoe with your drugs down
Okay
Really want smoke, hollow tips to his dome
Wait, ay, ay
Whole block is a joke
(Whole block is a joke)
And I could give a fuck about your shooters bruh they ain’t gon’ do shit
Pull up with the rugi and this clique goes blue tips
And he ain’t strapped up, but is you really shootin’?
Bitch sit the fuck down, but what the fuck is you doin’?
Can’t wait to catch stupid lil suckers slippin’
Might [?] tips too
[?] cause that bitch stay trippin
Look how hard it is to mind yo own damn business
[?] but is you really wit it?
Catch a body, be like it's crazy I wonder who did it?
[?] but is you really wit it?
Catch a body, be like it's crazy I
[Verse 2: stone deluxe]
-Wonder who did it
Ay, ay
I said I wonder who did it?
I move around like Houdini
And you ain’t minding your business
I’m burning bridges
I got a lock on the trunk
Pleasе don’t ask me what’s in it
Why you ain’t minding your business
And they wanna walk
Baby cool, thеn imma crash the [?]
Whip in the super style
Yeah you got a lamey
Lame like, but I see you running from fuck the problems
Bust down I break it back
Bitch you on the webcams
Ay, how you Mister Mind?
You ain’t bout a dime
Ay what
Mirrors in my mind, switching all the time
Ay what
Sippin down the tree, you gon’ make me spill
On my super schemes, so gon’ make me super chill
Ay, blue tips homies strip your pockets for the blue pills
Blue tips, ay
Think he’s frozen off’a cheap thrills
Ay, and The Hills Have Eyes so we see snakes, sleep, bite, sputter, down your bitch about it
Talking tough shit biting down on big meal ay
[?] pouring down yo throat, in yo cocktail
Ay, ay
Dropping blue tips
Ay, ay
Dropping blue tips
Ah-
Ay, ay, ay-ay
You the type to mope on the hoe with your drugs down
Okay
Really want smoke, hollow tips to his dome
Wait, ay, ay
Whole block is a joke
(Whole block is a joke)
And I could give a fuck about your shooters bruh they ain’t gon’ do shit
Pull up with the rugi and this clique goes blue tips
And he ain’t strapped up, but is you really shootin’?
Bitch sit the fuck down, but what the fuck is you doin’?
Can’t wait to catch stupid lil suckers slippin’
Might [?] tips too
[?] cause that bitch stay trippin
Look how hard it is to mind yo own damn business
[?] but is you really wit it?
Catch a body, be like it's crazy I wonder who did it?
[?] but is you really wit it?
Catch a body, be like it's crazy I
[Verse 2: stone deluxe]
-Wonder who did it
Ay, ay
I said I wonder who did it?
I move around like Houdini
And you ain’t minding your business
I’m burning bridges
I got a lock on the trunk
Pleasе don’t ask me what’s in it
Why you ain’t minding your business
And they wanna walk
Baby cool, thеn imma crash the [?]
Whip in the super style
Yeah you got a lamey
Lame like, but I see you running from fuck the problems
Bust down I break it back
Bitch you on the webcams
Ay, how you Mister Mind?
You ain’t bout a dime
Ay what
Mirrors in my mind, switching all the time
Ay what
Sippin down the tree, you gon’ make me spill
On my super schemes, so gon’ make me super chill
Ay, blue tips homies strip your pockets for the blue pills
Blue tips, ay
Think he’s frozen off’a cheap thrills
Ay, and The Hills Have Eyes so we see snakes, sleep, bite, sputter, down your bitch about it
Talking tough shit biting down on big meal ay
[?] pouring down yo throat, in yo cocktail
Ay, ay
Dropping blue tips
Ay, ay
Dropping blue tips
Ah-
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