ABC 123 Lyrics

Pull up in all black, I feel like Miss Mary Mack

Two twin fuckin' Glocks, one Cody, one Zach

If that bitch play with his life, I swear on God he won't get it back

And we ridin' with extensions with them switches on the back

I'm a fresh-ass assassin, walk shit down in my McQueen's

Money all up in the air with bad bitches on they knees

Walk him down shoot his face, make sure that pussy bitch can't breathe

You better run when you see me, I leave shit dead up on the scene

Them bitches sayin' that they ready, well let's do this shit today

Told my shawty that I love her, and I'ma be o fucking kay

My favorite pussy nigga gone, I inhale him every day

That bitch know I'm YRK and I'm sending shots straight to the face

Swerve in gang territory, pussy bitch, you gon' die

Somebody give his mama napkins, bout to make the bitch cry

He in a better fuckin' place, his soul gone up in the sky

I had to X him out the picture, and don't fuckin' ask me why

Just like some fried bacon we be poppin' shit, bitch

Just like a dirty diaper, we stay droppin' shit, bitch

Opps run, duck, and hide, we do the opposite, bitch

They say they gon' kill me, I like they confidence, bitch

We like some hot chips, we hot flamin' shit

Opps still ain't done shit, them bitches lame as shit

Got up close range, boom, yeah, we brained the bitch

I'll walk you down on some Walker Texas Ranger shit

ABC, one, two, three

How many niggas gon' fuck with me

Four, five, six, laid him in a ditch

His body decomposing, now he smellin' like some shit

Seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve

Swerve on them bitches, I can't go to fuckin' jail

Tried to run, but he fell, sent his ass to hell

Tryna find out who he was, they couldn't even fuckin' tell