Hawk Down ft. KspDino Lyrics

Where I'm from you gotta watch the cars that's pullin' up

Bouncin' out they drillin' huh, 4 Nick, for my lil' bruh

My lil' nigga tryna paint somethin', this lil' ho tryna pay somethin

Only catch me with my day ones, nigga slide through I break somethin

I ain't with the rappin', tryna slide and make him taste one

I came up with my brother's, so for that I put the gang on

Rockin' with this 4, nigga tryna put this flame on him

I been gettin' money, still get a shirt and put your name on em'

I ain't with the talkin', open up, she give me ceiling top

Baby I ain't dancin' with this Glock, I do my ditty bop

Tryna put a sucka in the bag, no we don't talk to cops

I'm tryna put a sucka in the bag, no we don't talk to cops

Said I be ridin' with this Nina and her best friend, 40

If a nigga try me, he a ghost, I leave him holy

Lookin' like I'm slackin', but they know I got it on me

Worried about a bitch, why you broke and you phony

Said I'm ridin' with a 4 Nick, that'll get you smoked quick

And I keep some shooters, you don't wanna go toe-to-toe with

You don't ride with your own stick, nigga you's a whole bitch

40 on my side, I keep somethin' I blow with

We ain't worried about them niggas who gon' talk down

Cause every time we see them out, we gotta hawk down

Pussy nigga, ran from the Glock, fuck a walk down

Slidin', tryna knock a nigga helmet, leave him chalked down

Bro sliding, tryna catch another hat and get him chalked up

Please don't let the sucka niggas fool you, they is not tough

And I heard the opps been livin' good, so I'ma pop up

Parked the V just like some stairs, I'm finna walk up

We love the poppin' out

Bitch, who the fuck you talkin' to you better watch your mouth

He speakin' on the team the two-two-threes, hit him in his mouth

We slidin' through the east, but fuck it, Cudi, let's go bend the south

Ayy, we on a sick one

What kinda shirt you wanna be on, nigga, pick one

I don't want no thick bitch, bro, I want a rich one

Brody try to pass my ass the Glock, I want the big gun

Ayy, like bro, I want the drake

You can pull by any bitch you want, just gotta up some pay

Green tips inside the baby A, purple jeans and bathing ape

Got the low, can't spin tomorrow, bro, I'd rather spin today

Said I'm ridin' with a 4 Nick, that'll get you smoked quick

And I keep some shooters, you don't wanna go toe-to-toe with

You don't ride with your own stick, nigga you's a whole bitch

40 on my side, I keep somethin' I blow with

We ain't worried about them niggas who gon' talk down

Cause every time we see them out, we gotta hawk down

Pussy nigga, ran from the Glock, fuck a walk down

Slidin', tryna knock a nigga helmet, leave him chalked down

Slidin' tryna catch a helmet, boy this ain't the NFL

This a grown man business, you should've stuck to fairytales

Military tactics, boy, I shoot the chopper very well

You ain't tryna hoe? Okay, cool, I bet Stacey will

Huh, I need a 304

I can't name a time shit got sticky and I didn't blow

I can't name a time she gave it up and I ain't break the hoe

KSP mean keep shit player if you didn't know

I can up a rack foreal if you didn't know

And, I still ain't sign a deal if you didn't know

Never made a statement, never squealed if you didn't know

If it get sticky, call up G from the 3

Cause he be quick to blow

Bitch, I need 50K and some good head

I kick a bitch out with my good leg

That's what the gun said

Hollow tips in a .45, get you smoked quick

Said I'm ridin' with a 4 Nick, that'll get you smoked quick

And I keep some shooters, you don't wanna go toe-to-toe with

You don't ride with your own stick, nigga you's a whole bitch

40 on my side, I keep somethin' I blow with

We ain't worried about them niggas who gon' talk down

Cause every time we see them out, we gotta hawk down

Pussy nigga, ran from the Glock, fuck a walk down

Slidin', tryna knock a nigga helmet, leave him chalked down