[Intro: PGF Nuk]
(Fatman, you did this?)
Bitch, what up? (Yeah)
Ayy, bitch, what up? (Yeah)
Ayy, bitch, what up? (Yeah)
(They got Wooskii on the mix)
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus: PGF Nuk]
Ayy, bitch, what up? (What up?)
They say they on they block, it's time to slide, fuck 'em up (Ayy)
Ayy, lil' bro walking up, masked up, suited up (Suited up)
Ayy, catch 'em by that store, up the pole, shoot it up (Shoot it up)
Ayy, switch up on a Glock, make him hop, double dutch (Ayy)
Ayy, lil' bro over cold, he got two poles, doubled up
Ayy, Glizzy, that's my dawg, he'll catch you, bite you up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ayy, treat the opps like blunts, hit a cut, light 'em up, ayy (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1: PGF Nuk]
Don't hype him up 'cause he'll die
Have your wholе block cry, his balloons in the sky
Now the opps want me dеad (Yeah), so I tell 'em, "Come try"
But I slide first
All they hear is fah, fah, fah, that's that nick', nigga (Bitch)
Ayy, that's how I'm coming, bitch
Like a track star, I'm on my block really runnin' shit
I do this shit in real life, boy, this shit is not a skit
'Member putting tape up on the mag' just to make it fit
I remember slidin' every day, I wasn't at the park (Uh-huh)
I ain't have no lighter, but I really had to make a spark (Uh-huh)
Keep that iron on me like my real name was Tony Stark (Yeah, yeah)
All you see is spark, spark, spark, I'm tryna leave a mark, nigga
(Fatman, you did this?)
Bitch, what up? (Yeah)
Ayy, bitch, what up? (Yeah)
Ayy, bitch, what up? (Yeah)
(They got Wooskii on the mix)
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus: PGF Nuk]
Ayy, bitch, what up? (What up?)
They say they on they block, it's time to slide, fuck 'em up (Ayy)
Ayy, lil' bro walking up, masked up, suited up (Suited up)
Ayy, catch 'em by that store, up the pole, shoot it up (Shoot it up)
Ayy, switch up on a Glock, make him hop, double dutch (Ayy)
Ayy, lil' bro over cold, he got two poles, doubled up
Ayy, Glizzy, that's my dawg, he'll catch you, bite you up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ayy, treat the opps like blunts, hit a cut, light 'em up, ayy (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1: PGF Nuk]
Don't hype him up 'cause he'll die
Have your wholе block cry, his balloons in the sky
Now the opps want me dеad (Yeah), so I tell 'em, "Come try"
But I slide first
All they hear is fah, fah, fah, that's that nick', nigga (Bitch)
Ayy, that's how I'm coming, bitch
Like a track star, I'm on my block really runnin' shit
I do this shit in real life, boy, this shit is not a skit
'Member putting tape up on the mag' just to make it fit
I remember slidin' every day, I wasn't at the park (Uh-huh)
I ain't have no lighter, but I really had to make a spark (Uh-huh)
Keep that iron on me like my real name was Tony Stark (Yeah, yeah)
All you see is spark, spark, spark, I'm tryna leave a mark, nigga
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