Yeah, uh
I ain't rappin' goon, I'm tryna do a f*ckin' intro
Me Gaza splash, nigga, bout to take it over though
Uh, yeah, you know the f*ckin' vibes
G-G-O-E, nigga, we a f*ckin' vibe
Nigga, water always stay high
Beeto stay in a different v, he stay fly
Huh, Sama got the glizzy, nigga
And you know how we rollin', nigga
And we ain't really crippin', nigga
We on some really different, nigga
Huh, f*ckin' with the bros, nigga
Bros over hoes, nigga
Let me get the flow, nigga
They ain't think I had it, whoa, nigga
Shit just dropped
I don't give a f*ck who callin', nigga, I'm on the block
And I'ma serve you
My nigga harv, said I ain't rappin' nigga I told you
Yeah, I'm in the f*ckin' booth
With the whole gang, nigga, gotta tell the truth
Yeah, I'm hoping he record this
I just went crazy, nigga, f*ck a whore bitch
Slutty
Huh, huh, you dig
Huh, huh, you dig
Beeto smacked up off some lean its lookin' like some red guts
Slutty about to do your time, better keep your head up
Got out in a day and it's facts that I ain't said nothin
I'm a slutty boy, I just f*ck, I ain't pay her
Okay, get my bread up, okay, get my bread up
I ain't in a house, I'm in a stu, I ain't layin' up
Niggas hating on the gang because they don't got flavor
They ain't got no paper, it turn them into haters
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, ew
If that bitch not a 10 to me, she get ew
Every bitch that be around the gang gettin' killed
I be in the booth while my niggas in the field
Watch your tone around, drama or blood spill
You ain't ready to do no time, then don't deal
Damn, I think I served a fed, it gave me chills
Why you on mobile patrol, for servin' pills
I know who ratted on me make me wanna' do a drill
My baby mama nervous, don't want me get behind the wheel
I gotta get this money cause this shit gettin' real
Keep it up with rappin', I'm just tryna get a mill
Beeto smacked up off some lean its lookin' like some red guts
Slutty about to do your time, better keep your head up
Got out in a day and it's facts that I ain't said nothin
I'm a slutty boy, I just f*ck, I ain't pay her
Okay, get my bread up, okay, get my bread up
I ain't in a house, I'm in a stu, I ain't layin' up
Niggas hating on the gang because they don't got flavor
They ain't got no paper, it turn them into haters
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Yeah, uh
I ain't rappin' goon, I'm tryna do a f*ckin' intro
Me Gaza splash, nigga, bout to take it over though
Uh, yeah, you know the f*ckin' vibes
G-G-O-E, nigga, we a f*ckin' vibe
Nigga, water always stay high
Beeto stay in a different v, he stay fly
Huh, Sama got the glizzy, nigga
And you know how we rollin', nigga
And we ain't really crippin', nigga
We on some really different, nigga
Huh, f*ckin' with the bros, nigga
Bros over hoes, nigga
Let me get the flow, nigga
They ain't think I had it, whoa, nigga
Shit just dropped
I don't give a f*ck who callin', nigga, I'm on the block
And I'ma serve you
My nigga harv, said I ain't rappin' nigga I told you
Yeah, I'm in the f*ckin' booth
With the whole gang, nigga, gotta tell the truth
Yeah, I'm hoping he record this
I just went crazy, nigga, f*ck a whore bitch
Slutty
Huh, huh, you dig
Huh, huh, you dig
Beeto smacked up off some lean its lookin' like some red guts
Slutty about to do your time, better keep your head up
Got out in a day and it's facts that I ain't said nothin
I'm a slutty boy, I just f*ck, I ain't pay her
Okay, get my bread up, okay, get my bread up
I ain't in a house, I'm in a stu, I ain't layin' up
Niggas hating on the gang because they don't got flavor
They ain't got no paper, it turn them into haters
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, ew
If that bitch not a 10 to me, she get ew
Every bitch that be around the gang gettin' killed
I be in the booth while my niggas in the field
Watch your tone around, drama or blood spill
You ain't ready to do no time, then don't deal
Damn, I think I served a fed, it gave me chills
Why you on mobile patrol, for servin' pills
I know who ratted on me make me wanna' do a drill
My baby mama nervous, don't want me get behind the wheel
I gotta get this money cause this shit gettin' real
Keep it up with rappin', I'm just tryna get a mill
Beeto smacked up off some lean its lookin' like some red guts
Slutty about to do your time, better keep your head up
Got out in a day and it's facts that I ain't said nothin
I'm a slutty boy, I just f*ck, I ain't pay her
Okay, get my bread up, okay, get my bread up
I ain't in a house, I'm in a stu, I ain't layin' up
Niggas hating on the gang because they don't got flavor
They ain't got no paper, it turn them into haters
I ain't rappin' goon, I'm tryna do a f*ckin' intro
Me Gaza splash, nigga, bout to take it over though
Uh, yeah, you know the f*ckin' vibes
G-G-O-E, nigga, we a f*ckin' vibe
Nigga, water always stay high
Beeto stay in a different v, he stay fly
Huh, Sama got the glizzy, nigga
And you know how we rollin', nigga
And we ain't really crippin', nigga
We on some really different, nigga
Huh, f*ckin' with the bros, nigga
Bros over hoes, nigga
Let me get the flow, nigga
They ain't think I had it, whoa, nigga
Shit just dropped
I don't give a f*ck who callin', nigga, I'm on the block
And I'ma serve you
My nigga harv, said I ain't rappin' nigga I told you
Yeah, I'm in the f*ckin' booth
With the whole gang, nigga, gotta tell the truth
Yeah, I'm hoping he record this
I just went crazy, nigga, f*ck a whore bitch
Slutty
Huh, huh, you dig
Huh, huh, you dig
Beeto smacked up off some lean its lookin' like some red guts
Slutty about to do your time, better keep your head up
Got out in a day and it's facts that I ain't said nothin
I'm a slutty boy, I just f*ck, I ain't pay her
Okay, get my bread up, okay, get my bread up
I ain't in a house, I'm in a stu, I ain't layin' up
Niggas hating on the gang because they don't got flavor
They ain't got no paper, it turn them into haters
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, ew
If that bitch not a 10 to me, she get ew
Every bitch that be around the gang gettin' killed
I be in the booth while my niggas in the field
Watch your tone around, drama or blood spill
You ain't ready to do no time, then don't deal
Damn, I think I served a fed, it gave me chills
Why you on mobile patrol, for servin' pills
I know who ratted on me make me wanna' do a drill
My baby mama nervous, don't want me get behind the wheel
I gotta get this money cause this shit gettin' real
Keep it up with rappin', I'm just tryna get a mill
Beeto smacked up off some lean its lookin' like some red guts
Slutty about to do your time, better keep your head up
Got out in a day and it's facts that I ain't said nothin
I'm a slutty boy, I just f*ck, I ain't pay her
Okay, get my bread up, okay, get my bread up
I ain't in a house, I'm in a stu, I ain't layin' up
Niggas hating on the gang because they don't got flavor
They ain't got no paper, it turn them into haters
Writer: Najee Ferrell
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