Stuff 33 in my glizzy thats pippin
No we aint hiding cause they see what we in
Wide body coupe i got space in my BM fat booty bitches got 8 in my DM
Bitch ass niggas get stiff when we see em
1 time for the niggas that ran thru the check 2 time for the niggas that ran thru the sack
3 times for the nigga took a L and shook back
Woah woah woah woah
Blood on his tee look like tie die
Hop out the whip aint no drive by
Killas they tapping ya pockets then kiss yo ass bye bye
Addicted to green like I'm popeye
Shooters they watching both ways like that boy got a cockeye
That boy actin. f*ck this a sci-fi?
Oh you in charge? f*ck u the top guy?
Aye, we put that pressure on him like a open wound
That draco that draco start cracking it echo like we in a empty room
100-round i been shooting a while this bitch should be empty soon
Nah he aint feeding is kills foreall, them niggas got empty spoons
Aye don't let us find out ya residence
Aint gotta carry my blicky they trailing my whip like the president
357 revolver no shells i aint leaving no evidence
If he survive from them hollow shots dammit that boy must be heaven sent
Anybody else dropping irrelevant
50round 100round this shit to heavy to gun em down
I put a silencer on my beretta this shit don't go boom
Its just gone make another sound
Usually these niggas be hating they see I'm getting nice so they calling me brother now
Me and big bro was sitting stuck In the stu trynna put shit together u wasn't round
I talk my shit they dont like it
To make it out I'm most likely
These niggas bitches they really diking
I aint f*ck wit the smoke had to gain a liking
Cuzz told me take a hit shit you prolly like it
Send lor bro on a hit that boy get excited
Aye wait wait, its a real nigga party u not invited
What? loose control and I'm crashing the whip
Dont do the ac its too pricey goes in my cup and I'm actin a trip
Cruddy lil tints on ya whip slide down my block and that ac getting flipped
Aint nomore actin for him i can see right thru I'm he forgetting the script
Aye so wha u gone do about it? niggas had been hit u up about 10 years ago what u do about it
What u do about it? bitch ass nigga what u do about it?
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Stuff 33 in my glizzy thats pippin
No we aint hiding cause they see what we in
Wide body coupe i got space in my BM fat booty bitches got 8 in my DM
Bitch ass niggas get stiff when we see em
1 time for the niggas that ran thru the check 2 time for the niggas that ran thru the sack
3 times for the nigga took a L and shook back
Woah woah woah woah
Blood on his tee look like tie die
Hop out the whip aint no drive by
Killas they tapping ya pockets then kiss yo ass bye bye
Addicted to green like I'm popeye
Shooters they watching both ways like that boy got a cockeye
That boy actin. f*ck this a sci-fi?
Oh you in charge? f*ck u the top guy?
Aye, we put that pressure on him like a open wound
That draco that draco start cracking it echo like we in a empty room
100-round i been shooting a while this bitch should be empty soon
Nah he aint feeding is kills foreall, them niggas got empty spoons
Aye don't let us find out ya residence
Aint gotta carry my blicky they trailing my whip like the president
357 revolver no shells i aint leaving no evidence
If he survive from them hollow shots dammit that boy must be heaven sent
Anybody else dropping irrelevant
50round 100round this shit to heavy to gun em down
I put a silencer on my beretta this shit don't go boom
Its just gone make another sound
Usually these niggas be hating they see I'm getting nice so they calling me brother now
Me and big bro was sitting stuck In the stu trynna put shit together u wasn't round
I talk my shit they dont like it
To make it out I'm most likely
These niggas bitches they really diking
I aint f*ck wit the smoke had to gain a liking
Cuzz told me take a hit shit you prolly like it
Send lor bro on a hit that boy get excited
Aye wait wait, its a real nigga party u not invited
What? loose control and I'm crashing the whip
Dont do the ac its too pricey goes in my cup and I'm actin a trip
Cruddy lil tints on ya whip slide down my block and that ac getting flipped
Aint nomore actin for him i can see right thru I'm he forgetting the script
Aye so wha u gone do about it? niggas had been hit u up about 10 years ago what u do about it
What u do about it? bitch ass nigga what u do about it?
No we aint hiding cause they see what we in
Wide body coupe i got space in my BM fat booty bitches got 8 in my DM
Bitch ass niggas get stiff when we see em
1 time for the niggas that ran thru the check 2 time for the niggas that ran thru the sack
3 times for the nigga took a L and shook back
Woah woah woah woah
Blood on his tee look like tie die
Hop out the whip aint no drive by
Killas they tapping ya pockets then kiss yo ass bye bye
Addicted to green like I'm popeye
Shooters they watching both ways like that boy got a cockeye
That boy actin. f*ck this a sci-fi?
Oh you in charge? f*ck u the top guy?
Aye, we put that pressure on him like a open wound
That draco that draco start cracking it echo like we in a empty room
100-round i been shooting a while this bitch should be empty soon
Nah he aint feeding is kills foreall, them niggas got empty spoons
Aye don't let us find out ya residence
Aint gotta carry my blicky they trailing my whip like the president
357 revolver no shells i aint leaving no evidence
If he survive from them hollow shots dammit that boy must be heaven sent
Anybody else dropping irrelevant
50round 100round this shit to heavy to gun em down
I put a silencer on my beretta this shit don't go boom
Its just gone make another sound
Usually these niggas be hating they see I'm getting nice so they calling me brother now
Me and big bro was sitting stuck In the stu trynna put shit together u wasn't round
I talk my shit they dont like it
To make it out I'm most likely
These niggas bitches they really diking
I aint f*ck wit the smoke had to gain a liking
Cuzz told me take a hit shit you prolly like it
Send lor bro on a hit that boy get excited
Aye wait wait, its a real nigga party u not invited
What? loose control and I'm crashing the whip
Dont do the ac its too pricey goes in my cup and I'm actin a trip
Cruddy lil tints on ya whip slide down my block and that ac getting flipped
Aint nomore actin for him i can see right thru I'm he forgetting the script
Aye so wha u gone do about it? niggas had been hit u up about 10 years ago what u do about it
What u do about it? bitch ass nigga what u do about it?
Writer: Koby Tucciarella
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