Shat with the strap I'm slamming some shit
You better hope this bitch jam or some shit
The demon in me ima channel that bitch
Ride with this metal dismantle some shit
One shot nigga I aim it at you
Real talk nigga you know ima shoot
Fake wok thought he was sipping on gook
Straight drop a 4 not a deuce
K-roll that boy and then run off with that
And then head to the trap think I'm busting a zip down
When we get up, up get down
Used to be with it but he ain't on shit now
Knock off your fitted get in where you fit now
Ouu .762 thats a big round
Bitch nigga jeffin on twitter a big clown
I be on my wave you shit niggas sit down
Bitch, nigga i squeeze
Happy birthday to me with a new ACP
Or MGP or POV or get in her stomach like her DOC
Aye rip stick bitch I don't skate but I grind with a pipe
And I ride every day
And now you in front of that wraith man a nigga don't know
When I silence the K
Don't fall out your body just trynna get buck know
Some killas do some homies and shit for a buck
Shoot this shit out the trunk clip extended you cant even fit if you tuck
Shat with the strap I'm slamming some shit
You better hope this bitch jam or some shit
The demon in me ima channel that bitch
Ride with this metal dismantle some shit
HKMP cut a nigga shit up
We finna stop buying straps and start building them bitches
Head to the hills with them bitches
Ain't finish school ain't make much of a difference
I sat up front cause they know I ain't listen
Show up to lunch and sell pills to them bitches
I just got pump let that bitch get to kickin
Rifle cook niggas, you get in the kitchen
See me in person now she on a mission
Choking that bitch yeah she get a submission
Choppas like harley find out where you kickin
Crashing the party this shit a collision
One shot nigga I aim it at you
Real talk nigga you know ima shoot
Fake wok thought he was sipping on gook
Straight drop a 4 not a deuce
K-roll that boy and then run off with that
And then head to the trap think I'm busting a zip down
When we get up, up get down
Used to be with it but he ain't on shit now
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Shat with the strap I'm slamming some shit
You better hope this bitch jam or some shit
The demon in me ima channel that bitch
Ride with this metal dismantle some shit
One shot nigga I aim it at you
Real talk nigga you know ima shoot
Fake wok thought he was sipping on gook
Straight drop a 4 not a deuce
K-roll that boy and then run off with that
And then head to the trap think I'm busting a zip down
When we get up, up get down
Used to be with it but he ain't on shit now
Knock off your fitted get in where you fit now
Ouu .762 thats a big round
Bitch nigga jeffin on twitter a big clown
I be on my wave you shit niggas sit down
Bitch, nigga i squeeze
Happy birthday to me with a new ACP
Or MGP or POV or get in her stomach like her DOC
Aye rip stick bitch I don't skate but I grind with a pipe
And I ride every day
And now you in front of that wraith man a nigga don't know
When I silence the K
Don't fall out your body just trynna get buck know
Some killas do some homies and shit for a buck
Shoot this shit out the trunk clip extended you cant even fit if you tuck
Shat with the strap I'm slamming some shit
You better hope this bitch jam or some shit
The demon in me ima channel that bitch
Ride with this metal dismantle some shit
HKMP cut a nigga shit up
We finna stop buying straps and start building them bitches
Head to the hills with them bitches
Ain't finish school ain't make much of a difference
I sat up front cause they know I ain't listen
Show up to lunch and sell pills to them bitches
I just got pump let that bitch get to kickin
Rifle cook niggas, you get in the kitchen
See me in person now she on a mission
Choking that bitch yeah she get a submission
Choppas like harley find out where you kickin
Crashing the party this shit a collision
One shot nigga I aim it at you
Real talk nigga you know ima shoot
Fake wok thought he was sipping on gook
Straight drop a 4 not a deuce
K-roll that boy and then run off with that
And then head to the trap think I'm busting a zip down
When we get up, up get down
Used to be with it but he ain't on shit now
You better hope this bitch jam or some shit
The demon in me ima channel that bitch
Ride with this metal dismantle some shit
One shot nigga I aim it at you
Real talk nigga you know ima shoot
Fake wok thought he was sipping on gook
Straight drop a 4 not a deuce
K-roll that boy and then run off with that
And then head to the trap think I'm busting a zip down
When we get up, up get down
Used to be with it but he ain't on shit now
Knock off your fitted get in where you fit now
Ouu .762 thats a big round
Bitch nigga jeffin on twitter a big clown
I be on my wave you shit niggas sit down
Bitch, nigga i squeeze
Happy birthday to me with a new ACP
Or MGP or POV or get in her stomach like her DOC
Aye rip stick bitch I don't skate but I grind with a pipe
And I ride every day
And now you in front of that wraith man a nigga don't know
When I silence the K
Don't fall out your body just trynna get buck know
Some killas do some homies and shit for a buck
Shoot this shit out the trunk clip extended you cant even fit if you tuck
Shat with the strap I'm slamming some shit
You better hope this bitch jam or some shit
The demon in me ima channel that bitch
Ride with this metal dismantle some shit
HKMP cut a nigga shit up
We finna stop buying straps and start building them bitches
Head to the hills with them bitches
Ain't finish school ain't make much of a difference
I sat up front cause they know I ain't listen
Show up to lunch and sell pills to them bitches
I just got pump let that bitch get to kickin
Rifle cook niggas, you get in the kitchen
See me in person now she on a mission
Choking that bitch yeah she get a submission
Choppas like harley find out where you kickin
Crashing the party this shit a collision
One shot nigga I aim it at you
Real talk nigga you know ima shoot
Fake wok thought he was sipping on gook
Straight drop a 4 not a deuce
K-roll that boy and then run off with that
And then head to the trap think I'm busting a zip down
When we get up, up get down
Used to be with it but he ain't on shit now
Writer: Cortez Young
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