a.r ft. PCOLAMADEMARI Lyrics

And I swear this shit real as it gets

Nigga I'm not talkin' 'bout yo bitch when I say I pull out the muhfuckin' extension

Nigga I'm not talkin' 'bout yo bitch when I say I pull out and spray I ain't missing (Missin')

Yea I got a switch blade and I got a switch on a glock, but no I'm not switching (Switchin')

Bitch you shoulda been paid, now I gotta up with the chop, send em different dimension

A different dimension, a different dimension,

A different dimension, we up with the choppa

Send that boy where he lay, bitch ya gon' die today

Bitch I'll hop out the whip with a fuckin' AR

Now you should've listened, bitch you should've listened

Bitch you should've listened, now yo body drop

Now I say God, when they ask me

Oh my god who the fuck do they think that they are?

With a fuckin' AR Imma spray

Pussy nigga you dyin' today

You gon' catch me outside with that choppa

Pussy nigga you flying' today

You flyin' away,

I up with the stick bitch I'm pushin' yo shit I got time today

On my grind today

Collecting my cash, bitch I'm getting my money and guap today

You the type that I muhfuckin' bitch smack

Took yo bitch now you can't get yo bitch back

Spending' this money you know we got big racks

Big ass choppa you know it got kickback

Pussy ass boy tryna run we got get back

Drink in my cup gotta sip dat

Nigga sayin' he'll slide pussy nigga I'll spin back

(Aye, aye, aye, aye)

Said a different dimension, a different dimension,

A different dimension, we up with the choppa

Send that boy where he lay, bitch ya gon' die today

Bitch I'll hop out the whip with a fuckin' AR

Now you should've listened, bitch you should've listened

Bitch you should've listened, now yo body drop

Now I say God, when they ask me

Oh my god who the fuck do they think that they are?

Scat Pack this not a Redeye

Swervin' around in a tank, bitch laugh to the bank

I'm smoking' on dank with a red eye

Anytime that I (Huh), hop on the game

That shit to practice my headshot

Choppa blow ya down

Choppa blow ya down

Choppa blow ya down like a fuckin' homo

Off the fuckin' wok, I been movin' slo-mo

Drive it off the lot, this is not a stolo

Money move a lot, money move the block

I been off the za, I'm sippin' hydrocodone

Neck too cold 'lil bitch I'm steppin' with my coat on

Ain't too cold 'lil bitch to step out with the Timb's

Bitch I got the diamonds, nigga got the emeralds

Nigga they is green I feel like I'm in Sims

(Scat Pack this not a Redeye)

(Scat Pack this not a Redeye)

(Aye, aye, aye, aye)