(Zombie moan)
(Gang)
Aye ion think they ready for this one g, but gone head go handle that business thoo
I just told my shooter, aim at his madula, he tapped in that water lil scuba (uhh)
Dick is a ruler, hair look like medusa, I'm stoned while I'm writing music (uhh)
I got that toolie while I'm in the club don't think I refuse to use it (uhh)
She suck my dick like toothless, she do it so ruthless, lil bitch you abusive (uhh)
Told that bitch bend over right her, ass up face down im finna juice it (uhh)
Told me, she sucking & f*cking like this, she be bumping my music
Don't won't me to make her look foolish...
Do what you doing, bitch got fye brain, know she went to school never truant...
On stage no boo'n, think a nigga read the dictionary how my words be flowing so fluent...
They don't understand where I be coming from when I be dropping these bangers...
Plus I got my bangers, reach my way you'll need an angel or yo bitch as in danger...
Don't fw strangers, really don't fw these rappers...
See em in person I'll slap em, he got that sack I'ma tackle, boy yo ass hit if I rack em...
Young mob a nigga no factor...
Catch em him in traffic he lacking, hop out on a nigga west hannin, lets get ts bracking...
I got some shooters that cracking, some of em solid that word to my pappy...
Ima big dawg you scrappy, make one call they mavericks (yea, yea)
That mean they hopping out blasting, starting 5 line up action (yea, yea)
Niggas playing debo, ima be craig, bullets thru his peep hole, off a nigga head...
Sticking to the g code, f*ck going fed...
Cause a real og wanna raise his kids...
Two on the way cant wait fa shit, I want all cake ain't shit gettin split...
Put this in they face, like spit, up...
They got me f*cked, up, I ran my bucks up, nah she wanna f*ck f*ck
Told that bitch suck some, cause I'm tryna buss one...
Couple chains on & I guarantee a nigga won't touch one...
Or yo ass good as done, I'm in yo hood they stunned...
Never seen this many drums, what band y'all from, the one that make you nigga run...
Then laugh like it's funny, how many bullets you give em a hunnet...
5 niggas shoot, buss 20 since niggas keep doing that stunting, shoot up the scene wit the zombies...
These niggas bummy, quick to run how to they mommy, well I want the power like tommy...
I remember years ago niggas tried ta jump me...
Same niggas, see em now days they bump me...
These niggas don't want smoke to be honest...
One man army ion need my homie, but these niggas riding ain't nun of em foney...
Leave a nigga ass well done like shoneys...
(Gang)
(Su woo)
(Blatt)
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(Zombie moan)
(Gang)
Aye ion think they ready for this one g, but gone head go handle that business thoo
I just told my shooter, aim at his madula, he tapped in that water lil scuba (uhh)
Dick is a ruler, hair look like medusa, I'm stoned while I'm writing music (uhh)
I got that toolie while I'm in the club don't think I refuse to use it (uhh)
She suck my dick like toothless, she do it so ruthless, lil bitch you abusive (uhh)
Told that bitch bend over right her, ass up face down im finna juice it (uhh)
Told me, she sucking & f*cking like this, she be bumping my music
Don't won't me to make her look foolish...
Do what you doing, bitch got fye brain, know she went to school never truant...
On stage no boo'n, think a nigga read the dictionary how my words be flowing so fluent...
They don't understand where I be coming from when I be dropping these bangers...
Plus I got my bangers, reach my way you'll need an angel or yo bitch as in danger...
Don't fw strangers, really don't fw these rappers...
See em in person I'll slap em, he got that sack I'ma tackle, boy yo ass hit if I rack em...
Young mob a nigga no factor...
Catch em him in traffic he lacking, hop out on a nigga west hannin, lets get ts bracking...
I got some shooters that cracking, some of em solid that word to my pappy...
Ima big dawg you scrappy, make one call they mavericks (yea, yea)
That mean they hopping out blasting, starting 5 line up action (yea, yea)
Niggas playing debo, ima be craig, bullets thru his peep hole, off a nigga head...
Sticking to the g code, f*ck going fed...
Cause a real og wanna raise his kids...
Two on the way cant wait fa shit, I want all cake ain't shit gettin split...
Put this in they face, like spit, up...
They got me f*cked, up, I ran my bucks up, nah she wanna f*ck f*ck
Told that bitch suck some, cause I'm tryna buss one...
Couple chains on & I guarantee a nigga won't touch one...
Or yo ass good as done, I'm in yo hood they stunned...
Never seen this many drums, what band y'all from, the one that make you nigga run...
Then laugh like it's funny, how many bullets you give em a hunnet...
5 niggas shoot, buss 20 since niggas keep doing that stunting, shoot up the scene wit the zombies...
These niggas bummy, quick to run how to they mommy, well I want the power like tommy...
I remember years ago niggas tried ta jump me...
Same niggas, see em now days they bump me...
These niggas don't want smoke to be honest...
One man army ion need my homie, but these niggas riding ain't nun of em foney...
Leave a nigga ass well done like shoneys...
(Gang)
(Su woo)
(Blatt)
(Gang)
Aye ion think they ready for this one g, but gone head go handle that business thoo
I just told my shooter, aim at his madula, he tapped in that water lil scuba (uhh)
Dick is a ruler, hair look like medusa, I'm stoned while I'm writing music (uhh)
I got that toolie while I'm in the club don't think I refuse to use it (uhh)
She suck my dick like toothless, she do it so ruthless, lil bitch you abusive (uhh)
Told that bitch bend over right her, ass up face down im finna juice it (uhh)
Told me, she sucking & f*cking like this, she be bumping my music
Don't won't me to make her look foolish...
Do what you doing, bitch got fye brain, know she went to school never truant...
On stage no boo'n, think a nigga read the dictionary how my words be flowing so fluent...
They don't understand where I be coming from when I be dropping these bangers...
Plus I got my bangers, reach my way you'll need an angel or yo bitch as in danger...
Don't fw strangers, really don't fw these rappers...
See em in person I'll slap em, he got that sack I'ma tackle, boy yo ass hit if I rack em...
Young mob a nigga no factor...
Catch em him in traffic he lacking, hop out on a nigga west hannin, lets get ts bracking...
I got some shooters that cracking, some of em solid that word to my pappy...
Ima big dawg you scrappy, make one call they mavericks (yea, yea)
That mean they hopping out blasting, starting 5 line up action (yea, yea)
Niggas playing debo, ima be craig, bullets thru his peep hole, off a nigga head...
Sticking to the g code, f*ck going fed...
Cause a real og wanna raise his kids...
Two on the way cant wait fa shit, I want all cake ain't shit gettin split...
Put this in they face, like spit, up...
They got me f*cked, up, I ran my bucks up, nah she wanna f*ck f*ck
Told that bitch suck some, cause I'm tryna buss one...
Couple chains on & I guarantee a nigga won't touch one...
Or yo ass good as done, I'm in yo hood they stunned...
Never seen this many drums, what band y'all from, the one that make you nigga run...
Then laugh like it's funny, how many bullets you give em a hunnet...
5 niggas shoot, buss 20 since niggas keep doing that stunting, shoot up the scene wit the zombies...
These niggas bummy, quick to run how to they mommy, well I want the power like tommy...
I remember years ago niggas tried ta jump me...
Same niggas, see em now days they bump me...
These niggas don't want smoke to be honest...
One man army ion need my homie, but these niggas riding ain't nun of em foney...
Leave a nigga ass well done like shoneys...
(Gang)
(Su woo)
(Blatt)
Writer: Deshawn Lester
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid