Yeah
I'm make a nigga dance
Yea if i up this choppa
Ima make nigga dance
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah
If i up this choppa
Ima make a nigga dance
And touchdown in your city
We don't give f*ck
Bitch we ain't checking in
You hear a knock at the door
Shid they spending cash
So you better let him in
We break them down
Or we sell them whole
Yeah shid we counting dividence
Yeah i put a switch on the back
Of that mother f*cking glock
That bitch go phrrdd
I don't know these niggas
My fans or they my opps
So i still ain't shooting
I got drank inside my cup
I'm real player
Ain't sipping no beer
Even though we chasing cash
Will still run down on a opps
Let make that clear
Bitch had ask me about a opp
I don't know about them
I got to spin ima drop me a bag
Let bro them knock off limbs
He would've did it
For free i know it
But you know shiesty
Keep shit playa
Nigga supposed to been my dawg but deep down
I know niggas wanna to see me fail
What you know
2 Shiesty known to keep it real
Bra just hooped out the field
From stepping he got blood
All on his timbs
I see twelve i hit it
They say im stupid
Yeah bitch im ignorant
I get in that mode
And get to tweaking
With the glizzy
If i up this choppa
Ima make a nigga dance
And touchdown in your city
We don't give f*ck
Bitch we ain't checking in
You hear a knock at the door
Shid they spending cash
So you better let him in
We break them down
Or we sell them whole
Yeah shid we counting dividence
Yeah i put a switch on the back
Of that mother f*cking glock
That bitch go phrrdd
I don't know these niggas
My fans or they my opps
So i still ain't shooting
I got drank inside my cup
I'm real player
Ain't sipping no beer
Even though we chasing cash
Will still run down on a opps
Let make that clear
Put the switch in his face
I squeeze this bitch
His whole head disappear
Every time we dropped the opp
The hoes on our side
They gone cheer
I really like being
With broke niggas
With all this cap shit in my ear
Told my hitter i want him gone
And a obituary for a souvenir
If crank this choppa
That boy ain't gone run
That boy gone shit his pants
Right now im counting this
Dirty money
When im done gotta
Clean my hand
Dreek2cool but im demon
Yah let's get this crystal clear
I'll murder dance with choppa
And stand on business
With out no fear pussy
If i up this choppa
Ima make a nigga dance
And touchdown in your city
We don't give f*ck
Bitch we ain't checking in
You hear a knock at the door
Shid they spending cash
So you better let him in
We break them down
Or we sell them whole
Yeah shid we counting dividence
Yeah i put a switch on the back
Of that mother f*cking glock
That bitch go phrrdd
I don't know these niggas
My fans or they my opps
So i still ain't shooting
I got drank inside my cup
I'm real player
Ain't sipping no beer
Even though we chasing cash
Will still run down on a opps
Let make that clear