Stop with them bap-ass songs and rappin' like y'all really gunnin' when we really gunnin
I swear to God, when we toss at yo ass, you gon' just get to runnin while we really dumpin
This nigga weak as a bitch makin' songs on a live, talkin' bout I won't training with Dustin
This bitch fiendin' for dope, sold her ass one time but you know that she gon' keep comin
I can't front it bitch, I need my money, I don't wanna hear no questions
Hidin' in hell if you dissin' when you the only one in yo group that ain't got no money
Bitch, you bummy, you flexin' all the poles, thinkin' that your ass really somethin'
This nigga goofy as shit, tryin' slide on my strip
You know this shit gon' get bloody, yo bitch slutty
She was just all up my face, talkin' bout you ain't gettin' no money
But I ain't gon' tweak with a nigga for real cause y'all know that I've really been out here stuntin'
But this shit funny, most of y'all niggas was fans, now yall trolls actin' like y'all gunnin
Y'all don't even know how it get when this chop get to dumpin'
I know y'all just gon' get to runnin, so stop all da frontin
Blat in da back with da P pull up slow, we just gon' get to dumpin
I'm tryin' fan da whole car and leave nothin'
And then hit this cut just to see our destruction
But bro bring the buttons, we clear da scene leaving nothin
On bro, we tryin' hit no discussions
Say bro get the buttons we tryn hit no discussions, on bro we tryin' just get to flushin
Pop out the alleyway with four K's, we get on dumb niggas heels
Summer gettin' hot if you goin' outside, better be ready to shoot better be ready to kill
I did most of my dirt while I was out sober, I never needed a pill
And I never needed a nigga I bug myself, still a drive while I go on the drill
Bail out the whip got switches and dracs on the block wit my glee, cause I don't want a deal
Still in da war yeah this shit to da roof, still handing out belt they not blowing they steel
Sittin' outside I'm just watchin' the doe, lean back and roll up like I'm watchin' the reel
Soon as he come out the door, i'ma up my fye and show him how this shit'll feel
Niggas not spinnin' they buyin' these guns and they hot, just sittin' in the muthaf*ckin' crib
I really raised these lil' ass boys, I patted they back and I gave him a bib
Niggas my sons and this shit now they droppin' the hood, I'm just lookin' like f*ck is the deal
I don't need stripes cause when we come through in that door like banana we makin' a peel
I been active too long my bitch tryna leave me, like f*ck it I'm all for the action
They call me P cause I be pistol packin', out on the strip with my son I ain't lackin
Try and you see I'm decockin' the heat, they know Lil Blat a lock when this shit get to crackin
Don't f*ck with the three and we spankin' the P, niggas duckin' and dyin' when shit get to clappin
But they wanna go start rappin, man I swear these niggas be bappin
I pass lil' bruh fully he get on his bully, bail out and he just start tappin
Uh, ayy you niggas wanna go start rappin
I pass lil' bruh fully he get on his bully, bail out and he just start tappin