97 ft. Twone2x & LT Lyrics

Big clouds are turning, I drift like this

They can't match the fit, no, they can't match the wrist

Water on my wrist, on my neck, splashes

Nigga, yeah, I give the money, hunnid yard dash

Beat, beat, beat, yeah, I beat out the pot

Yeah, I be geeking, yeah, I'm geeking with your thot

Yeah, you run up on me, yeah, I let it pop

Yeah, I love to see how I fucking body drop

Don't play with a motherfucking shooter

I'll teach you like a tutor

Hollup, whoop ya ass, boy, like your mama, a daddy

Nigga, run up on me, yeah, I keep it cannon

Boom, it gon' blow you back

Swear to God, my nigga, Hell yeah

Army soldiers, they attack

Gra, gra, gra, uh, yeah, that's the draco

Give your ass a halo

Yeah, yeah, y'all niggas go to court, y'all folding like some Plato, how you snitching

Keep your mouth shut, just don't say nothing

Take it, take the charge to the chest, nigga, just do it like the rest, nigga

Hollup, I forgot you a rookie, and I'm a vet, nigga

What? Yeah, throw up ya set

I bang with GDs

You run up on me, I keep me a, I keep me a, I keep me a nine

I put that on God, yeah, yeah

He say that I'm pretty, I'ma suck him out his jeans

I be in that nigga's dreams, I make money in my sleep

Peep how they moving, they hate when I'm on the scene

I'm the shit

He bitter me, I'm the one he wanna keep

Keep speaking on me, wishing you could be me

In your dreams, you can never come between me and green

Bitches green, see between all that shit you really mean

Gasoline, I be smoking 97 in Supreme