Good luck with this one bro, I wish the best for you, don't ever come back, you know what
Happens next, goodbye
Hop on this beat and I'm thuggin', all of these bitches they wanna be huggin'
(Go, Go)
Told her don't worry bout nothin', she on my dick cause that's what I be lovin'
I'm goin' crazy, she givin' me dome, when I pull up with gang, and we feed you a Chrome
And your mama be cryin' when shes home alone, cause she know that the baby be clutchin' on poles
It's a new story, I'm gettin' new hoes, and I blew her back out like she know what she owe
Chasin' this paper, I'm gettin' new dough, and you hide in your room when I knock down the door
She wanna know that I'm sure, don't really care cause I'm makin' it purr
She want me now and I told her for sure
Haha bitch, ayy, reach for the worst
They all steady hatin' on my nigga go crazy Ross
(Ah-tss-f*ck)
Dammit you know that I'm rusty, Me and my(woah) we landing at dusty
Pull up on Shawty her friend is real musty
Y'all don't know shit man i take y'all to class
When I give you this lesson make sure that you pass
We pull up sneakin' and takin' his loot
Flee from the scene and they don't got a clue
Cruisin' 160 don't act like a fool, or you gonna look stupid and high on the news
We at the bank, yeah the one that I'm robbin'
Give her a bag, then I'm takin' her shoppin'
Stay in the hood, but my name is not Robin
Yeah, now that I'm rockin'
Out on the streets and we seen the police
And we screamin' f*ck 12, we ain't makin' no peace
Gettin' real cloudy, you ain't catchin' me
Shawty outrageous, she ran through the team
We get it lit, you ain't know what I seen
(It's High Noon)
Knock you out, like Mcree
Spinnin' your block and we got 223's
And I keep me a Glockie, it's got a new beam
Its a new story, I'm gettin' new hoes
And I blew her back out like she knew what she owe
Chasin' this paper, I'm gettin' new dough
And you hide in your room when I knock down the door
She wanna know that I'm sure
Don't really care, cause I'm makin' it purr
She want me now and I told her for sure
Haha, bitch
Ay, reach for the worst
Yeah, reach for the worst
Reach for the Glockie, she ain't clutchin' her purse
Bussin' 250, that shit was a blur
Keep me a blade on my side thats fosho
You wasn't bout it, I'm bussin' your dome
Uno, Dos, Tres, now I'm f*ckin' your hoe
This shit too easy, I drop you the Low
I got a sense like I'm Spidey, bitch
Dumpin' the clip till I hear it click
Slide with the gang, I'm not here for the streets
Put a round to your head, turn to a lick
Better get ready, this shit finna hurt
You just a bitch and if you cryin' for her
222's got a Glockie for work
Leave you with holes and I know that's for sure