Aye what if I do a whole eight without fucking up
Im hard?
Yeaa
Its with a x nigga
Fxce
Gave the bitch good fucking D put the rose back
(That shit gone go over they head)
Couldn't slide and give her fucking dick because the roads bad
(Naw foreal)
I'm tired of pouring two's up where the fours at
(Where they at where they at nigga)
This a nine milly sig sauer with the fold strap
(Alright talk to them niggas E)
This a k slr kit this a long strap
Every bitch want a relationship where the hoes at
You only made a hundred off the bow where the pros at
Throw yo cell in the microwave cause yo phone tapped
Big chop hit him in his leg and make his bone crack
Talking bout them scats over the phone I don't condone that
Thats some dumb shit
If i see him ima squeeze it till the gun click
You can't keep a bag cause you smoke it on some flunk shit
What made you call me of a sudden Cause im drunk bitch (hello)
We then made a hundred of that one shit
Really its a hundred plus
I been running money up
Glock 43 this bitch a tummy tuck
Trx truck this bitch a one and one
Slide on us you betta have a hundred guns
Police took my heat but i got more than one
Stop asking can you stop sucking my meat bitch you ain't never done
Talking all that shit up on the net don't even got a gun
Blow a Nigga Temple walk away don't even gotta run
Yeah hit his ass six ways gang walk him down his ass with six k's
Unfold the brace on the drac now this bitch a switch blade
Hit him with four five sixes like dog off squid game