Look put him on the news now Everybody know his name
I been steppin' for that four la bitch that Shit won't never change
Ayy get in the way and I'ma spray this Bitch with Aim
When they zip that boy I know we Gon' be the one they blame
Ran up that bag I don't f*ck with Them other niggas
We got shots in this car tryna touch a Nigga
Everybody round me gon' slide so Ion Gotta ask nobody who comin' with us
When them bitches start hittin' they Runnin' nigga
Better hurry cause them bitches Comin' nigga
Woke up early I'm chasin' that money Nigga
Strap with 30 you play I'ma bust it Nigga
F*ck a chest shot shoot where his Face at
We don't rock with the opps we don't Play that
His potna got popped and he hate that
F*ck hollin' shakeback come get his Shakeback
Ain't no question you know I'm a Gangsta bitch
I keep that Glock where my waist at
When we spin hope you know you in Danger bitch
A opp get to running' we chase that
Then again you know he can't run
Hit his back make him flip to the Front
Smoke a opp we gon' turn him to runtz
Niggas stop it you know you won't dump
Low-key niggas coward as f*ck
We get mad put a opp in the trunk
Want smoke? Put a cloud in your lungs
Talk tough we gon' cut out his tongue
We the ones who leave blood on the pavement
We the ones got him hidin' for safety
We the ones tryna slide on the daily
We can't spare your la potna you crazy
Turn a opp into pasta we bake him
You can pray but I doubt it's gon' save you
Do a trick with that rod I'm amazing
Send that bitch up to God with the angels
Bitch it's a celebration
We gon' hit they block and clap it up
I know one thing for a fact
Them pussy niggas cap as f*ck
I got that bag and ran it up
We don't play games we bag him up
I don't subtract I add it up
I see them niggas be mad as f*ck
Got that Glock on my hip for protection
Grippin' iron in this bitch I'ma flex him
He ain't jump in that water we wet him
And them niggas gon' play if you let him
I told bro when you catch him you better
Yeah hit his ass with that iron
Hold up I got somethin' better
Get the whole gang hit him up all at The same time
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Look put him on the news now Everybody know his name
I been steppin' for that four la bitch that Shit won't never change
Ayy get in the way and I'ma spray this Bitch with Aim
When they zip that boy I know we Gon' be the one they blame
Ran up that bag I don't f*ck with Them other niggas
We got shots in this car tryna touch a Nigga
Everybody round me gon' slide so Ion Gotta ask nobody who comin' with us
When them bitches start hittin' they Runnin' nigga
Better hurry cause them bitches Comin' nigga
Woke up early I'm chasin' that money Nigga
Strap with 30 you play I'ma bust it Nigga
F*ck a chest shot shoot where his Face at
We don't rock with the opps we don't Play that
His potna got popped and he hate that
F*ck hollin' shakeback come get his Shakeback
Ain't no question you know I'm a Gangsta bitch
I keep that Glock where my waist at
When we spin hope you know you in Danger bitch
A opp get to running' we chase that
Then again you know he can't run
Hit his back make him flip to the Front
Smoke a opp we gon' turn him to runtz
Niggas stop it you know you won't dump
Low-key niggas coward as f*ck
We get mad put a opp in the trunk
Want smoke? Put a cloud in your lungs
Talk tough we gon' cut out his tongue
We the ones who leave blood on the pavement
We the ones got him hidin' for safety
We the ones tryna slide on the daily
We can't spare your la potna you crazy
Turn a opp into pasta we bake him
You can pray but I doubt it's gon' save you
Do a trick with that rod I'm amazing
Send that bitch up to God with the angels
Bitch it's a celebration
We gon' hit they block and clap it up
I know one thing for a fact
Them pussy niggas cap as f*ck
I got that bag and ran it up
We don't play games we bag him up
I don't subtract I add it up
I see them niggas be mad as f*ck
Got that Glock on my hip for protection
Grippin' iron in this bitch I'ma flex him
He ain't jump in that water we wet him
And them niggas gon' play if you let him
I told bro when you catch him you better
Yeah hit his ass with that iron
Hold up I got somethin' better
Get the whole gang hit him up all at The same time
I been steppin' for that four la bitch that Shit won't never change
Ayy get in the way and I'ma spray this Bitch with Aim
When they zip that boy I know we Gon' be the one they blame
Ran up that bag I don't f*ck with Them other niggas
We got shots in this car tryna touch a Nigga
Everybody round me gon' slide so Ion Gotta ask nobody who comin' with us
When them bitches start hittin' they Runnin' nigga
Better hurry cause them bitches Comin' nigga
Woke up early I'm chasin' that money Nigga
Strap with 30 you play I'ma bust it Nigga
F*ck a chest shot shoot where his Face at
We don't rock with the opps we don't Play that
His potna got popped and he hate that
F*ck hollin' shakeback come get his Shakeback
Ain't no question you know I'm a Gangsta bitch
I keep that Glock where my waist at
When we spin hope you know you in Danger bitch
A opp get to running' we chase that
Then again you know he can't run
Hit his back make him flip to the Front
Smoke a opp we gon' turn him to runtz
Niggas stop it you know you won't dump
Low-key niggas coward as f*ck
We get mad put a opp in the trunk
Want smoke? Put a cloud in your lungs
Talk tough we gon' cut out his tongue
We the ones who leave blood on the pavement
We the ones got him hidin' for safety
We the ones tryna slide on the daily
We can't spare your la potna you crazy
Turn a opp into pasta we bake him
You can pray but I doubt it's gon' save you
Do a trick with that rod I'm amazing
Send that bitch up to God with the angels
Bitch it's a celebration
We gon' hit they block and clap it up
I know one thing for a fact
Them pussy niggas cap as f*ck
I got that bag and ran it up
We don't play games we bag him up
I don't subtract I add it up
I see them niggas be mad as f*ck
Got that Glock on my hip for protection
Grippin' iron in this bitch I'ma flex him
He ain't jump in that water we wet him
And them niggas gon' play if you let him
I told bro when you catch him you better
Yeah hit his ass with that iron
Hold up I got somethin' better
Get the whole gang hit him up all at The same time
Writer: Jaelon LaGard
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