Mom that mo' bitch shit yeah 720 whoop whoop whoop whoop whoop whoop whoop
Hearing the rumors from the bitches money on my tie yeah
Don't give a f*ck you catch me off just know I got my gun man
Boy don't choke me if you do bruh that's gon' get you popped
Switchy hit that nigga backwards aiming at his ear
You want some fire dead niggas man come shot
Boy I'm hopping off them dogs I ain't chopping off no block
Piss up on me want some smoke but act like you the rock
762's big as hell they hit that body leave him hot
Don't give a f*ck I hit the county ain't gon' play a night
I see a hot bitch bedtime bruh he gon' die on sight
You better listen to these raps dawg I don't fight
He got shot and jumped up off the street dawg I couldn't take my life
This shit still in me jumped out on him fresh up out the spittle
You don't jump out you getting slimed you ridin' in the middle
Them niggas DOA or check they can't hit the spittle
But I ain't get that nigga touch I know who really sent him
They want the mob gone so bad think we really blessed them
Bruh I put killers on your head and they ain't gon' miss you
This ain't no f*ckin' 8-mile bruh I won't diss you
Dreamin' bout that dead ass nigga bruh go grab a tissue
Forgetting my mood like this son J I gotta make him feel me
You see me out push up on me better off you kill me
But I got Glock gon' bust first and if you moving seal it
33 wallows in this bitch but bruh I'm not ghillie
Man I'm just f*ckin' doing love man this thot silly
Bruh you can't catch me out here low for bout to chop with me
I'm dedicated pepper chasin' dawg I'm out the way
Get in my way gon' fast your ass it's best you move away
Dawg I got real purple in this poppin' I drink two a day
Last nigga spoke on JR he got blew away
I'm in this bitch geeked up I'm going two ways
White head he blowin' up my phone he say he too blaze
He wants to smoke with the mob dawg it's repercussions
Cause when we bounce out chasin' niggas bruh don't start duckin
Put my blick out put it in her then we start f*ckin
Can't let no bitch get me again man this Glock bustin
Bruh I'm so hot man I feel like I can't cool down
Bring the strike I got the love we finna pull around
Jump out on him zip his ass up man he can't make a sound
Swing around and drift the crowd y'all better move around
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Mom that mo' bitch shit yeah 720 whoop whoop whoop whoop whoop whoop whoop
Hearing the rumors from the bitches money on my tie yeah
Don't give a f*ck you catch me off just know I got my gun man
Boy don't choke me if you do bruh that's gon' get you popped
Switchy hit that nigga backwards aiming at his ear
You want some fire dead niggas man come shot
Boy I'm hopping off them dogs I ain't chopping off no block
Piss up on me want some smoke but act like you the rock
762's big as hell they hit that body leave him hot
Don't give a f*ck I hit the county ain't gon' play a night
I see a hot bitch bedtime bruh he gon' die on sight
You better listen to these raps dawg I don't fight
He got shot and jumped up off the street dawg I couldn't take my life
This shit still in me jumped out on him fresh up out the spittle
You don't jump out you getting slimed you ridin' in the middle
Them niggas DOA or check they can't hit the spittle
But I ain't get that nigga touch I know who really sent him
They want the mob gone so bad think we really blessed them
Bruh I put killers on your head and they ain't gon' miss you
This ain't no f*ckin' 8-mile bruh I won't diss you
Dreamin' bout that dead ass nigga bruh go grab a tissue
Forgetting my mood like this son J I gotta make him feel me
You see me out push up on me better off you kill me
But I got Glock gon' bust first and if you moving seal it
33 wallows in this bitch but bruh I'm not ghillie
Man I'm just f*ckin' doing love man this thot silly
Bruh you can't catch me out here low for bout to chop with me
I'm dedicated pepper chasin' dawg I'm out the way
Get in my way gon' fast your ass it's best you move away
Dawg I got real purple in this poppin' I drink two a day
Last nigga spoke on JR he got blew away
I'm in this bitch geeked up I'm going two ways
White head he blowin' up my phone he say he too blaze
He wants to smoke with the mob dawg it's repercussions
Cause when we bounce out chasin' niggas bruh don't start duckin
Put my blick out put it in her then we start f*ckin
Can't let no bitch get me again man this Glock bustin
Bruh I'm so hot man I feel like I can't cool down
Bring the strike I got the love we finna pull around
Jump out on him zip his ass up man he can't make a sound
Swing around and drift the crowd y'all better move around
Hearing the rumors from the bitches money on my tie yeah
Don't give a f*ck you catch me off just know I got my gun man
Boy don't choke me if you do bruh that's gon' get you popped
Switchy hit that nigga backwards aiming at his ear
You want some fire dead niggas man come shot
Boy I'm hopping off them dogs I ain't chopping off no block
Piss up on me want some smoke but act like you the rock
762's big as hell they hit that body leave him hot
Don't give a f*ck I hit the county ain't gon' play a night
I see a hot bitch bedtime bruh he gon' die on sight
You better listen to these raps dawg I don't fight
He got shot and jumped up off the street dawg I couldn't take my life
This shit still in me jumped out on him fresh up out the spittle
You don't jump out you getting slimed you ridin' in the middle
Them niggas DOA or check they can't hit the spittle
But I ain't get that nigga touch I know who really sent him
They want the mob gone so bad think we really blessed them
Bruh I put killers on your head and they ain't gon' miss you
This ain't no f*ckin' 8-mile bruh I won't diss you
Dreamin' bout that dead ass nigga bruh go grab a tissue
Forgetting my mood like this son J I gotta make him feel me
You see me out push up on me better off you kill me
But I got Glock gon' bust first and if you moving seal it
33 wallows in this bitch but bruh I'm not ghillie
Man I'm just f*ckin' doing love man this thot silly
Bruh you can't catch me out here low for bout to chop with me
I'm dedicated pepper chasin' dawg I'm out the way
Get in my way gon' fast your ass it's best you move away
Dawg I got real purple in this poppin' I drink two a day
Last nigga spoke on JR he got blew away
I'm in this bitch geeked up I'm going two ways
White head he blowin' up my phone he say he too blaze
He wants to smoke with the mob dawg it's repercussions
Cause when we bounce out chasin' niggas bruh don't start duckin
Put my blick out put it in her then we start f*ckin
Can't let no bitch get me again man this Glock bustin
Bruh I'm so hot man I feel like I can't cool down
Bring the strike I got the love we finna pull around
Jump out on him zip his ass up man he can't make a sound
Swing around and drift the crowd y'all better move around
Writer: T M
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