Niggas talking shit
All on my dick
I be chillen wit my niggas
In my V6
Yeah that's my shit
Pussy u gone die sick
Had a 9
But I switch for the glock bitch
U don't pop shit
U ain't never drop shit
So just stop it
Pocket rocket
Put u in a box
This not a fone
Issa folded glock
Don't call my fone
Fitaint bout the guap
Bitch Lea me lone
U can't get the spot
Ooooooo yeah
This is my shit
Pussy nigga run up
On me gone die quick
Got this mop stick
Bouta drop shit
Why u flashing chrome
If u ain't gone pop it
U in a danger zone
Walking on my block
Had to teach my damn self
Even wit a pop
Ain't no disrespect
To him u still get drop
He only wasn't here
Cuz he had 3 jobs
U can't sleep at night
Wit outcha glock
I can't sleep at night
If I don't prey to god
In her deep it's tight
I just hit the spot
Up the 45
And watch u niggas drop
Niggas talking shit
All on my dick
I be chillen wit my niggas
In my V6
Yeah that's my shit
Pussy u gone die sick
Had a 9
But I switch for the glock bitch
U don't pop shit
U ain't never drop shit
So just stop it