Limp ft. Tony2x Lyrics

Dirty made this one

Brelly Brelly Brelly, you back at it again, huh

You speakin' on me, I'ma hop out that whip, He said that he havin', I'm takin' his shit

It's a wide body scat, but i'm pushin' that bitch

She all on my tip, cause she think that I'm rich, I just wanna fuck, I don't wanna kiss

Got a beam on a glock, so how could I miss

He runnin' from me, but I'm makin' him trip

Hit him in his shit, now he walk with a limp

He think that I'm lacking, got shit on my dip

We two cars deep and we boxin' him in

If I ain't on the rip, then I'm with the men

He spun on my rip, and he ain't spin again

I'm takin' him down, he think that we friends

I don't fuck with no ghost, I'm fucking wit' gens

I don't fuck with no snitch, I'm standing on ten

Yeah, you know I'm a soldier, you know I'm a step

I come with that shit, drop shit with the blatt

He got hit in his back and it came out his neck

Beady head youngin, lil' bruh got a switch

Come to your block and he droppin' shits

Working my P, that shit hurt my wrist

Shootin' like Steph when I hit out the whip

Niggas be quiet, I ain't hearin' shit

You type on the net, but won't get in that whip

You come down this way, then we boxin' you in

Winter time come and I come out the coat

Shoutout J5, he always on go

My lil' hood bitch, she ready to blow

I come with that drizzy, all you gon' see is smoke

Three hours later, it's chalk on the floor

Uh, I catch him outside, I swear that it's nothin

I'm gettin' him gone with a tap of that button

I ain't aimin' for legs, I'm aimin' for muffins

He stay in my DMs, but shawty be bluffin

I catch him in public, I bet you I stuff him

They usin' they feet, they used to the runnin

I'm usin' my P, I'm used to the dumpin

That nigga be cap, he ain't on his block

If he on his block, I'm usin' my Glock

I've been fishin' like shit, tryna catch me a opp

Ridin' with Jody, we ridin' with shots

I really be, I do it a lot

He think that I'm cap, I pull in that lot

I'm up in your hood, I'm makin' it hot, nigga, don't get shot

You speakin' on me, I'ma hop out that whip, He said that he havin', I'm takin' his shit

It's a wide body scat, but i'm pushin' that bitch

She all on my tip, cause she think that I'm rich, I just wanna fuck, I don't wanna kiss

Got a beam on a glock, so how could I miss

He runnin' from me, but I'm makin' him trip

Niggas be quiet, I ain't hearin' shit

You type on the net, but won't get in that whip

You come down this way, then we boxin' you in

Winter time come and I come out the coat

Shoutout J5, he always on go

My lil' hood bitch, she ready to blow

I come with that drizzy, all you gon' see is smoke

Three hours later, it's chalk on the floor

Hit him in his shit, now he walk with a limp

He think that I'm lacking, got shit on my dip

We two cars deep and we boxin' him in

If I ain't on the rip, then I'm with the men

He spun on my rip, and he ain't spin again

I'm takin' him down, he think that we friends

I don't fuck with no ghost, I'm fucking wit' gens

I don't fuck with no snitch, I'm standing on ten

Uh, no bap