Intro/Rest Lyrics

All ah nigga know na is makin' shit dangerous Bitch, how the fuck you a killa, you keep

that thang tuck Bitch, I get to spinnin' on blocks, letting

out anger So many niggas that got caught, they was

left brainless, they was left brainless

You tried ta send a hoe to get the drop, watchu think Imma duck

Spinnin' on your block, pinnin' shit to the rocks, bitch, that's a must

You heard yo potna in this wood, dump it out, smellin like muss

Every time hop in that truck, bitch, guaranteed that I'ma buss

If nigga kill me today, you know I'm spinnin' in my after life

I don't plan on dyin' soon, so you know it's fucked after life

Li shawty say dat she can take the dick, she only takin half da pipe

Yeah, I'm feelin' dirty, so I pour a line up in my fuckin' sprite

Them Glocks imma buss, n we all in them cuts, you try to run, you outta luck

I know a lil' bitch that wan fuck n she thick in da butt, I might just fuck ta catch ah nut

Niggas want my head gone, can't let niggas give me a head stone

My bitch tellin' me to be safe, but she know that I'm comin home

Beatin' the box, my niggas, they shooters, still gotta watch how Im movin

When I leave the house, I gotta clutch ah tooley, lil' bitch, and you know I'ma use it

Send a hoes thinkin' I'ma fooley, who you thinkin' that you foolin'

Blow, my pole, you know that I'ma do it yea, I'ma show you how I do it

Yea,Yea,Aight, Yea, Yea, Aight, Yea, Yea, Aight, Huh, Hrlddd, Yea, Huh

I'm out my mind, I'm tryin' to put some shit to rest

You need ah pill to come and slide, I'm always shootin' at my best

Tell me why you wear a vest when I'm hittin' like Percocet

You niggas ain't learnin' yet, them switches always work the best

Jump inna hottie tryna' stretch him, all in hell we tryna' to catch him

We drop one ass off to the next one, see em on live, he tryin' to flex

Bitch, I ain't beefin' over text, you wan see me, come see about me

I be swervin' on they blocks, I feel its war with anybody

Li Upshii hanging out the window, tryna' hit them bitches up

Pick up your Glock and come and slide, niggas steady' tryna' to scuff

We caught him lackin' at the store, we was neva the type to bluff

He talkin' crazy on the live, in real life, he ain't drop' his nutz

Sending drac shots, to the face, but you'll, get sat on ya butt

You try to run, you're out of luck, if you play pussy, you'll get fucked

Can't name a glock, dat I ain't buss, that switchy tore, his body up

They see them babies in the party, spot ah opp, we hittem up

And that's on gang, pussy