You don't wanna go to war, I got drug problems
You don't want no motherf*ckin' smoke, I'm
The dondada
Bad bitch taker, but I ain't have no fun out em
How you gonna slime your f*ckin' mans, man, your ass backwards
That shit was crazy, you f*cked up the whole city with that
We turned that lil' bitch to a pack, now I'm burnin' it back
F*ck what you said, I'm with the guys you know right or wrong
I do this for my family, you know mom I'm comin' home
Yeah, I was in that field for real, I was with them dogs for real
We was gettin' eyes for real, it was crunch time for real
Now I'm back at home and I'm thinkin' bout the time I did
Yeah, thinkin' bout that time I did, I was on some locked up shit
Me and my guys rollin' around and you know we stoppin' shit
Yeah, we stoppin' shit, yeah, bitch, we stoppin' shit
Fifty shots up in my Glock and you know I'm poppin' it
Yeah, he poppin' it, thirty round drum on the Glock and he stoppin' shit
Yeah, lil' bro, hide your bitch, cause you know we takin' shit
Or we breakin' shit
I got real shooters in the cut, they'll blaze yo whip
Or we'll flip top bitch, it's whatever, bitch
I really be down with whatever, I'll take that risk
Yeah, we hittin' licks, down every block
Yeah, I grew up, but this shit will never stop
I'm hoppin' off the block, in my dirty cross
Sixty shots up in my chop and we comin' for the top
That pack is finna a drop, I got a wristwatch
I let my time talk
He let his time talk
I'm on that grindwalk, shorty bad as hell she tryna persuade my thoughts
Got me mad as hell
Damn, why you slim me, dawg? Shit was f*cked up
Shit had me down and all, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, why you had to slime me out
Bad bitches comin' in and out, out my f*ckin' house
Why you over fakin' for the gram? You want some f*ckin' clout
You must know I hang with the demons, we'll slime you out
I'm the type of nigga walk in public, get the sprain out
I'm the type of nigga run up on you in your f*ckin' house
I don't give a f*ck who you with, I shot your f*ckin' spouse
I don't know why I f*ck with this bitch, she run her f*ckin' mouth
Bad bitch on the floor, I'ma bust her down
Pussy nigga, f*ck around and I'ma blow you down
Dawg shit, we the talk of the f*ckin' town
Dump the clip send shots through your f*ckin' house
Through your f*ckin' house, brody is a mouse
It's my time to shine again and you know I'm ballin' out
Look at my pockets now, broski got the ruger tucked
Don't start actin' out
I'm the real dondada now
I took losses after losses, that shit gave me frowns
But shit, I guess we winnin' now
But if she a bad bitch, I might have to slut her out
Bad bitch on the floor, I'ma bust her down