Take em Down/Pape ta Count Lyrics

We gon' take em down, got Glockies with them hollow rounds

I could fuck around and act a fool and still have pape' ta count

Land of all the sharks, we always dripped up in our hunting grounds

Bitches hear my music and want babies, this my ultrasound

We gon' take em down, got Glockies with them hollow rounds

I could fuck around and act a fool and still have pape' ta count

Land of all the sharks, we always dripped up in our hunting grounds

Bitches hear my music and want babies, this my ultrasound

Whole gang sticked up like the SWAT

Try to fuck with us, he got shot

I want pape bitch not your twat

Shrooms done cleared up all the snot

I can't think straight off the ox

Play some lame shit, switch the aux

Raise my dopamine off the rocks

I'm takin' M pills for the top

This that fresh chop out the box

Lil' fresh shells get him shocked

Try to fuck around, he got bopped

He done dry snitched to the opps

Keep my pape tight with a lock

We finna drop his ass like stocks

Ain't tellin' fake news like Fox

New hoe look like Meg Fox

What, What, What

What, What, What

Bitch I come into your bitch house I do that a lot

I was fuckin' on your bitch right in my parking spot

That bitch she feelin' me, she suck my meat, she kill my cock

Bitch get the fuck off figuroa that's a hoeing block

I got this L up in my name cause I won't take a loss

And shit get tricky, keep the blickies, we gon' send them shots

We gon' take him down, got Glockies with them hollow rounds

I could fuck around and act a fool and still have pape' ta count

Land to all the sharks, we always dripped up in our hunting grounds

Bitches hear my music and want babies, this my ultrasound

We gon' take him down, got Glockies with them hollow rounds

I could fuck around and act a fool and still have pape ta count

Land to all the sharks, we always dripped up in our hunting grounds

Bitches hear my music and want babies, this my ultrasound