Swaggy Hanna, what up, bro
Yeah, it's like three a.m. in Sin City
I don't even do the instrumentals
All these niggas in the way, they all just be some competition
We ain't ever uppin the chop on niggas unless it's the opposition
He was droppin' all them diss songs, and now his partner missin
I ain't never condoned a nigga tellin, you could get dropped for snitchin
My lil' bitch just switched up on a nigga, she got dropped for hoeing
You clutchin' that pole, but ain't gon' plan to use it, he got dropped for totin
My lil' bitch just switched up on a nigga, and she got dropped for hoeing
You clutchin' that pole, but ain't gon' plan to use it, he got dropped for totin
This that real shit, just so you know, we might just blow you down
The score like three to one, just call it quits, cause that shit over now
I swear only need a wood, and bad bitch to come and hold me down
You see me wit' lames, just slap me on the wrist, cause Ion' roll with clowns
Ain't shit funny, walkin' around halfway dead, now that boy look like a mummy
Do not come outside with no blue faces, you know I'm takin' them hundreds
Ain't know how to feel, but I have a glock on my hip, I think I'm startin' to love it
Damn, run it back
Ain't shit funny, walkin' around halfway dead, now that boy look like a mummy
Do not come outside with no blue faces, you know I'm takin' them hundreds
Ain't know how to feel, bout having a glock on my hip, I think I'm startin' to love it
Damn, I think I'm startin' to love it
All these niggas in the way, they all just be some competition
We ain't ever uppin the chop on niggas, unless it's the opposition
He was Droppin' all them diss songs, and now his patna' missin
I ain't never condoned a nigga tellin, you could get dropped for snitchin
My lil' bitch just switched up on a nigga, she got dropped for hoeing
You clutchin' that pole, but ain't gonna plan to use it
He got dropped for totin
My lil' bitch just switched up on a nigga, she got dropped for hoeing
You clutchin' that pole, but ain't gonna plan to use it he got dropped for totin'
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Swaggy Hanna, what up, bro
Yeah, it's like three a.m. in Sin City
I don't even do the instrumentals
All these niggas in the way, they all just be some competition
We ain't ever uppin the chop on niggas unless it's the opposition
He was droppin' all them diss songs, and now his partner missin
I ain't never condoned a nigga tellin, you could get dropped for snitchin
My lil' bitch just switched up on a nigga, she got dropped for hoeing
You clutchin' that pole, but ain't gon' plan to use it, he got dropped for totin
My lil' bitch just switched up on a nigga, and she got dropped for hoeing
You clutchin' that pole, but ain't gon' plan to use it, he got dropped for totin
This that real shit, just so you know, we might just blow you down
The score like three to one, just call it quits, cause that shit over now
I swear only need a wood, and bad bitch to come and hold me down
You see me wit' lames, just slap me on the wrist, cause Ion' roll with clowns
Ain't shit funny, walkin' around halfway dead, now that boy look like a mummy
Do not come outside with no blue faces, you know I'm takin' them hundreds
Ain't know how to feel, but I have a glock on my hip, I think I'm startin' to love it
Damn, run it back
Ain't shit funny, walkin' around halfway dead, now that boy look like a mummy
Do not come outside with no blue faces, you know I'm takin' them hundreds
Ain't know how to feel, bout having a glock on my hip, I think I'm startin' to love it
Damn, I think I'm startin' to love it
All these niggas in the way, they all just be some competition
We ain't ever uppin the chop on niggas, unless it's the opposition
He was Droppin' all them diss songs, and now his patna' missin
I ain't never condoned a nigga tellin, you could get dropped for snitchin
My lil' bitch just switched up on a nigga, she got dropped for hoeing
You clutchin' that pole, but ain't gonna plan to use it
He got dropped for totin
My lil' bitch just switched up on a nigga, she got dropped for hoeing
You clutchin' that pole, but ain't gonna plan to use it he got dropped for totin'
Yeah, it's like three a.m. in Sin City
I don't even do the instrumentals
All these niggas in the way, they all just be some competition
We ain't ever uppin the chop on niggas unless it's the opposition
He was droppin' all them diss songs, and now his partner missin
I ain't never condoned a nigga tellin, you could get dropped for snitchin
My lil' bitch just switched up on a nigga, she got dropped for hoeing
You clutchin' that pole, but ain't gon' plan to use it, he got dropped for totin
My lil' bitch just switched up on a nigga, and she got dropped for hoeing
You clutchin' that pole, but ain't gon' plan to use it, he got dropped for totin
This that real shit, just so you know, we might just blow you down
The score like three to one, just call it quits, cause that shit over now
I swear only need a wood, and bad bitch to come and hold me down
You see me wit' lames, just slap me on the wrist, cause Ion' roll with clowns
Ain't shit funny, walkin' around halfway dead, now that boy look like a mummy
Do not come outside with no blue faces, you know I'm takin' them hundreds
Ain't know how to feel, but I have a glock on my hip, I think I'm startin' to love it
Damn, run it back
Ain't shit funny, walkin' around halfway dead, now that boy look like a mummy
Do not come outside with no blue faces, you know I'm takin' them hundreds
Ain't know how to feel, bout having a glock on my hip, I think I'm startin' to love it
Damn, I think I'm startin' to love it
All these niggas in the way, they all just be some competition
We ain't ever uppin the chop on niggas, unless it's the opposition
He was Droppin' all them diss songs, and now his patna' missin
I ain't never condoned a nigga tellin, you could get dropped for snitchin
My lil' bitch just switched up on a nigga, she got dropped for hoeing
You clutchin' that pole, but ain't gonna plan to use it
He got dropped for totin
My lil' bitch just switched up on a nigga, she got dropped for hoeing
You clutchin' that pole, but ain't gonna plan to use it he got dropped for totin'
Writer: Kenneth Little IV
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