Luhchubz - VICTIMS Lyrics

I just f*cked this bitch to get a lil energy and a nut
And she a freak bitch so when it's frm the back you know my thumb in her butt
They know Chubby for doin' dash all that hollerin' niggas better grab a gun
When it's smoke we pullin' up broad day nigga you know that's on my son

These niggas keep talkin' on my name cause they can't do what I do
And they know I'm the one
Wanna turn it up go grab you a debit and kick it and then go on grab the funds
Like why you keep walkin' out the house without no f*ckin' gun

That's how your mans got plucked
Bounce out the corner all seen was a drum
Passin' out shots it look like red rum
Totin' ah Drake bullets size of a thumb

Bounce out hit em up before he could run
Dump the whole clip fell in with them guns
Better back up for your momma's miss her son's
He ain't the only nigga out here catchin' them threats

See his mans outside give em da wreck
G44 I'm suited and booted
Hop in that car nigga you better oot it
Everybody over here grippin a ruler

My young niggas out here pullin' maneuvers
Bitch so bad but her mind so clueless
Capping bout the drill nigga who you foolin
When I up this bitch clip see right through it

G26 bitch ain't no Ruger
Give me the profit today tomorrow I'ma have this shit flipped
Just like buddy I caught them shots all up in this whip
I ain't doin' no fighting so if you see me just know I got the grip

This 4-5 got some kick but I'm still boomin' with one hand off the hip
Shit shit shit damn that nigga can't shit
Brody had caught his dumbass store and gave that nigga a trick
We made a lot of these niggas a victim so I don't know why they totin ah grip

Caught his ass outside with this bitch like paparazzi and I fed him a clip
If I up this bitch I'm clickin' that shit you know I'm takin' a risk
You could diss and cap to these hoes but they already know who in the field with them sticks
The switchy too fast I ain't even notice the nigga to f*ckin' trip

I don't know why they took you on that drill nigga you ain't even clicked the grip
There's still a lot of wocky ass niggas around me still gotta get them hit
Just roll up with Bleezy and pour up a deuce while the bitch kissin' on my tip
There's a lot of shit goin' on why you think I came outside without no grip

I'm gon' test your luck nigga this 30 is gon' get the dancin' off my hip
Click at the nigga then beat him with a stick throw him in the trunk that nigga a bitch
Roll up they deads and watch the bitch hit spin on the block and drop the clip
Jump out gang ain't catch no temps hat the nigga throw a couple at his brim

I like the bitch but I f*cked on her friend double them up and do it again
Like like like why you niggas keep dissin
Like all them victims we made over there and all my niggas still chillin
You doin' that shit with him Jack nah nigga that's how you get sent to them Christians

Haha yeah nigga that's how you get sent to them Christians