Pull up on my block
Lil nigga you get shot
Bitch I always got my jock
I'll my niggas busting shots
And I'm always sipping wock
Pills coming from the dot
Ya I love me some pills
So I always pop a lot
Pussy you an opp
Send some shots up at your top
Bad bitch give me top
And she riding with that Glock
Gucci what I f*ckin rock
Ya I don't f*ck with cops
And I'm always on the block
Hide it in my sock
Mr. Smith he got caught
With a picture of his cock
Ya I did his ass fraud
Ya I made him lose his job
Ya I made him lose his broad
Took his life just like God
Imma shoot it just like COD
Bitch I'll smoke you like a mop
Bitch I'm just cooling
You know I'm f*ckin ruthless
I heard you niggas plotting
But you weren't nothin to me ya
All you niggas goofies
She eat my like a two piece
Lil bitch she bad and boujee
Got your bitch givin coochie
She really wanna do me
Ya she really wanna screw me
But I don't f*ck with groupies
Ya your bitch act like she knew me
She really trying woo me
Didn't tell you that she blew me
Ya I busted in her mouth
Just like I shoot my Uzi
And I stay T'd up
F*ck around and you get cheated
Sippin lean out of a tea cup
Dip and dash right in the (?)
Got my hands up on her femur
Ya your bitch she is a screamer
Next mornin wakin up
I like my coffee with the creamer
She pourin up the lean
She suckin the whole team
I'm finna pass that bitch
I'm smokin on the green
Got backwood light em up
My eyes go redden up
Connect like dial up
You know she dial up
I flex on your hoe with my Gucci
She callin me over I'm Fendi
It's all on my body Givenchy
Lil bitch she be actin so stingy
I'm dinin on steak with designer
Look at me bitch imma pirate
Hittin these niggas like titan
Hater just want all this fightin
Finna go flex for my boo
Aimin a beam imma shoot
Spittin these bars in my basement
Spittin so hot in my booth
Lettin out fire like dragon
Coppin the grass I be packin
G for a few I be stackin
Snicker like candy I'm wrappin
Hunna on my waist
Hunna on my brain
Stay up in your lane
Pass that hoe away
Glock I cop it spray
Never give a break
Everyone i hate
Suicide today
Don't want girls I want cars
But she gon f*ck like a star
Guns always clap like barrage
Makin these tracks in my garage
Stealin the light cuz I'm dark
Pull up she breakin my heart
But I'll just pass it's a start
Only want money and cars
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Pull up on my block
Lil nigga you get shot
Bitch I always got my jock
I'll my niggas busting shots
And I'm always sipping wock
Pills coming from the dot
Ya I love me some pills
So I always pop a lot
Pussy you an opp
Send some shots up at your top
Bad bitch give me top
And she riding with that Glock
Gucci what I f*ckin rock
Ya I don't f*ck with cops
And I'm always on the block
Hide it in my sock
Mr. Smith he got caught
With a picture of his cock
Ya I did his ass fraud
Ya I made him lose his job
Ya I made him lose his broad
Took his life just like God
Imma shoot it just like COD
Bitch I'll smoke you like a mop
Bitch I'm just cooling
You know I'm f*ckin ruthless
I heard you niggas plotting
But you weren't nothin to me ya
All you niggas goofies
She eat my like a two piece
Lil bitch she bad and boujee
Got your bitch givin coochie
She really wanna do me
Ya she really wanna screw me
But I don't f*ck with groupies
Ya your bitch act like she knew me
She really trying woo me
Didn't tell you that she blew me
Ya I busted in her mouth
Just like I shoot my Uzi
And I stay T'd up
F*ck around and you get cheated
Sippin lean out of a tea cup
Dip and dash right in the (?)
Got my hands up on her femur
Ya your bitch she is a screamer
Next mornin wakin up
I like my coffee with the creamer
She pourin up the lean
She suckin the whole team
I'm finna pass that bitch
I'm smokin on the green
Got backwood light em up
My eyes go redden up
Connect like dial up
You know she dial up
I flex on your hoe with my Gucci
She callin me over I'm Fendi
It's all on my body Givenchy
Lil bitch she be actin so stingy
I'm dinin on steak with designer
Look at me bitch imma pirate
Hittin these niggas like titan
Hater just want all this fightin
Finna go flex for my boo
Aimin a beam imma shoot
Spittin these bars in my basement
Spittin so hot in my booth
Lettin out fire like dragon
Coppin the grass I be packin
G for a few I be stackin
Snicker like candy I'm wrappin
Hunna on my waist
Hunna on my brain
Stay up in your lane
Pass that hoe away
Glock I cop it spray
Never give a break
Everyone i hate
Suicide today
Don't want girls I want cars
But she gon f*ck like a star
Guns always clap like barrage
Makin these tracks in my garage
Stealin the light cuz I'm dark
Pull up she breakin my heart
But I'll just pass it's a start
Only want money and cars
Lil nigga you get shot
Bitch I always got my jock
I'll my niggas busting shots
And I'm always sipping wock
Pills coming from the dot
Ya I love me some pills
So I always pop a lot
Pussy you an opp
Send some shots up at your top
Bad bitch give me top
And she riding with that Glock
Gucci what I f*ckin rock
Ya I don't f*ck with cops
And I'm always on the block
Hide it in my sock
Mr. Smith he got caught
With a picture of his cock
Ya I did his ass fraud
Ya I made him lose his job
Ya I made him lose his broad
Took his life just like God
Imma shoot it just like COD
Bitch I'll smoke you like a mop
Bitch I'm just cooling
You know I'm f*ckin ruthless
I heard you niggas plotting
But you weren't nothin to me ya
All you niggas goofies
She eat my like a two piece
Lil bitch she bad and boujee
Got your bitch givin coochie
She really wanna do me
Ya she really wanna screw me
But I don't f*ck with groupies
Ya your bitch act like she knew me
She really trying woo me
Didn't tell you that she blew me
Ya I busted in her mouth
Just like I shoot my Uzi
And I stay T'd up
F*ck around and you get cheated
Sippin lean out of a tea cup
Dip and dash right in the (?)
Got my hands up on her femur
Ya your bitch she is a screamer
Next mornin wakin up
I like my coffee with the creamer
She pourin up the lean
She suckin the whole team
I'm finna pass that bitch
I'm smokin on the green
Got backwood light em up
My eyes go redden up
Connect like dial up
You know she dial up
I flex on your hoe with my Gucci
She callin me over I'm Fendi
It's all on my body Givenchy
Lil bitch she be actin so stingy
I'm dinin on steak with designer
Look at me bitch imma pirate
Hittin these niggas like titan
Hater just want all this fightin
Finna go flex for my boo
Aimin a beam imma shoot
Spittin these bars in my basement
Spittin so hot in my booth
Lettin out fire like dragon
Coppin the grass I be packin
G for a few I be stackin
Snicker like candy I'm wrappin
Hunna on my waist
Hunna on my brain
Stay up in your lane
Pass that hoe away
Glock I cop it spray
Never give a break
Everyone i hate
Suicide today
Don't want girls I want cars
But she gon f*ck like a star
Guns always clap like barrage
Makin these tracks in my garage
Stealin the light cuz I'm dark
Pull up she breakin my heart
But I'll just pass it's a start
Only want money and cars
Writer: Adnan Benedict, Khalid Cowman
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