[Intro:]
I just threw this pill back
(Mumbling)
Thanks Yakree
SRT on every Glock (aye)
SRT on every Glock (aye,aye)
[Hook:]
We gon' do em dirty, do him real nice
Woke up it was 7:30, and I threw this pill back
Rollin' bitch I'm bustin' early, but something don't feel right
Everybody in my business, wanna see what I live like
Bitch you know my jeans skinny, cuz I hold that steel tight
You gon' suck my dick or what? Baby what yo skills like?
You know we pop outta cuts, always get that kill back
Play and we gon' fuck you up, banana, bitch, get peeled back
[Verse 1:]
We don't pull no flunkies, pull up dumpin and we hit the crew
Cuffin' that bitch fuckin', let her suck me and she ate the crew
That bitch gettin' gutted by the gang, then come lay with you
Bitch we got them bodies, we know 'bout it before "Breaking News"
Thousand for my kicks, nigga
I ain't broke or rich, nigga
I ain't gon' say too much, they pocket watchin, I'm just lit, nigga
20k on shopping, and 15 to get you hit, nigga
I don't care bout bodies, I got bodies, you a bitch, nigga
Bitch I ran it up off rap money
Over 10 niggas in yo clique that never rapped nothin'
Bitchass niggas dissin' me go tell them niggas clap somethin'
Y'all don't send no shots, when y'all die we know a rap comin (pussy)
I just threw this pill back
(Mumbling)
Thanks Yakree
SRT on every Glock (aye)
SRT on every Glock (aye,aye)
[Hook:]
We gon' do em dirty, do him real nice
Woke up it was 7:30, and I threw this pill back
Rollin' bitch I'm bustin' early, but something don't feel right
Everybody in my business, wanna see what I live like
Bitch you know my jeans skinny, cuz I hold that steel tight
You gon' suck my dick or what? Baby what yo skills like?
You know we pop outta cuts, always get that kill back
Play and we gon' fuck you up, banana, bitch, get peeled back
[Verse 1:]
We don't pull no flunkies, pull up dumpin and we hit the crew
Cuffin' that bitch fuckin', let her suck me and she ate the crew
That bitch gettin' gutted by the gang, then come lay with you
Bitch we got them bodies, we know 'bout it before "Breaking News"
Thousand for my kicks, nigga
I ain't broke or rich, nigga
I ain't gon' say too much, they pocket watchin, I'm just lit, nigga
20k on shopping, and 15 to get you hit, nigga
I don't care bout bodies, I got bodies, you a bitch, nigga
Bitch I ran it up off rap money
Over 10 niggas in yo clique that never rapped nothin'
Bitchass niggas dissin' me go tell them niggas clap somethin'
Y'all don't send no shots, when y'all die we know a rap comin (pussy)
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