liiljokeeflow Lyrics

Come get your hoe, she buggin' me, this lil' hoe tweakin

I ain't left him dead for all that playin', you know I left him leakin

Get a P, then break it down, this Draco hold a sixty round

When we spin through don't hit the ground, this switchy, I'ma walk you down

Yo lil' hoe know for gettin' round, you bein' faithful, you a clown

They say them Tc niggas spent through and let off bout 200 rounds

When we spin through don't hear a sound, suppressor, make him hit the ground

She say, that shit, you got that stank, I told her, bitch, I know it's loud

When I creep up, I lay shit down, try to put me a opp up in the ground

Keep on thinkin' this shit a game, and I swear to God, it's gon' go down

Niggas say I go rack for rack, boy, you just not sellin' dem fuckin' bags

But I ain't trippin' cause if I catch em, on my ma its gettin' snatched

Been out of the way tryin' to get these racks, we in big trucks, you know they black it wan nothin' for me to get a nigga, but I spare them niggas racks

Think I'ma lick, come try this shit, boy, you know I never lack

I've been drivin' in that geeked shit, fuck that shit, we flip the scat

Niggas say that he a killer, no, he ain't never caught a hat

Sneak attack, I had to catch him, you know I creep right from the back

Niggas say he T'ck, but we ain't dead, boy, how's that

Try to run off like he stupid, I had to shoot him in the back