[ Featuring Gsambo ]
(Yeah, I'll tell you, I'll tell you, I'll tell you, I'll tell you, uh-uh)
(I'll tell you, I'll tell you, I'll tell you, uh-uh)
(Huh, huh, I'll tell you, I'll tell you, I'll tell you, I'll tell you, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh)
Hey, walkin' that bitch over tired (go, go)
Like what? (Like what?)
Baby straps in the party (yeah, yeah)
Who want smoke? Want collards (oh no)
Bitch, I'm with the trappers and robbers (trappers)
Bitch, I'm chasin' thots, not followers (hey)
It's the rap niggas, no, they not stoppers (no)
Bitch, I'm chasin' thots, not followers (hey)
It's the rap niggas, no, they not stoppers (no, no, no, no, no)
It's the rap niggas, no, they not stoppin' us (drop it, go, go, go)
Drop a lil' bitch, we slide 'em, we poppin' up (hey, go)
On the roll, I've been stackin' my dollar up (no)
I done gave it, I'm poppin' my collar up (hey, go)
Bitch, I'm lit, ho, these niggas not hot enough (no, ho)
Bitch, I gotta move cautious, they watchin' us (drop it, go)
Tryna test some ol' chicken, they ain't got enough (go, hey)
Put my arma in the pot 'til it's lockin' up
Bitch, I'm in the trap with the soldiers (trap)
Niggas fakin', they pussy, they trollin' (fake)
Catch 'em lackin', I bet we expose 'em (black)
Off an addy, I'm at it, I'm focused (babe)
I'm at it, I'm focused
I smack in the back of the Glock and the back of the stolen (back)
Bitch, I get to feelin' myself, niggas hate
'Cause I'm back and I doubled the motion (hey)
Yeah, I'm back off this bitch and I'm better (I'm better)
Bitch, I'm feelin' better than ever (hey)
I'ma lock with the Glock or Beretta (hey)
Get to shootin' forever and ever (okay)
I be dumpin' this bitch, get to shootin' (shoot)
I don't f*ck with these niggas, they goozin' (lose it)
I'm with this bitch, go stupid (go dumb)
I got killers, they ready, they rude, walkin' that bitch go retarded (go, go)
Like what? (Like what?)
Drop from the party (what?)
Who want smoke? Want Collins (call 'em)
Bitch, I'm with the Travers and Roberts (Travers)
Bitch, I'm chasin' dogs, not followers (hey)
It's the rap niggas, no, they not stoppers (no)
Bitch, I'm chasin' dogs, not followers (hey)
It's the rap niggas, no, they not stoppers (no)
Drank on the switch and the Glico, what up? (What up?)
Just my Glock and my .38 Spade (go, go, go)
I be rappin' but really a double
You wanna get down, we can meet up wherever (go, go, go)
Nigga, know I'm too smooth, too close, smokin' on OX out of Pound, tell a nigga do better, go to war with whoever, whenever
I'm layin' that log when it come to my mothaf*ckin' brother (uh)
Take a shot of that gun and go get a whippin'
Catch his ass hot and we give him a whippin'
Up with the britches in the back of the kitchen, damn, yeah
That boy really lyin', ain't got no spams
Get off the net, bitch, get off the ground
Ain't even gon' lie, we can link right now
