WOKEN DEE - BTA Lyrics

I said I'm on that f*ckin' ass, nigga My foot up on the gas, nigga
My new bitch come over here talkin' bout she wanna ass, nigga
Clocks, they shootin' fast, nigga Bitches got the fast triggers
Ain't shit for me just to step out and just spin the bat, lil' nigga

I trick this shit like David Blaine You in your mind, you see the same
I'm drip down all designer Hold on, bitch, this shit is really clean
10K for the f*ckin' pack I get it gone, I get it back
I blow this bitch up like it's rack I said these niggas really wack

I said this BTA is belt ass These niggas mad, they up and last
I said just listen to me and I'll take your ass straight to the class
I said this shit is really easy I slip by like my name is Greasy
I told them back away because I'm really in my f*ckin' season

Belt ass, Belt ass, bout ass
Got this belt up on my side and then I'm bout to f*ckin' smash
Comin' through these hunnids, got my fingers turnin' blue and black
I'm pushin' through the hood and then I'm scootin' in my Cadillac

Don't watch back, my shooters givin' your ass a f*ckin' heart attack
That switchy on the Glock, that bitch is talkin' doin' this and that
We spinnin' back, I step out like I'm Hardin' and I hit a deck
I pick up on these bags and then I take them back straight to the past

It's Belt to ass, it's Belt to ass
My foot up on this motherf*ckin' dirty ass gas
My new bitch come talkin' bout she want a fat ass
And them Glocks in the back, we gotta shoot it really fast

Them bitches got the fast triggers
It ain't shit for me to step out, spend a little bag, nigga
I trick this shit like David Blaine These niggas think I'm so insane
I'm on the block, I'm slingin' things You better watch your f*ckin' brain

We really different, not the same
It's bout ass, it's bout ass
I told these niggas that my foot up on this f*ckin' gas
F*ckin' bout that ass, bout that ass

Told these niggas that my foot up on that