3x ft. Wooskiio & Shunky Lyrics

Bow, bow, bow, bow

Ay, bow, bow, bow, bow

Gang

Ay, bow, bow, bow, bow

Yeah

Bow, bow, bow, bow

Boy I be with them killers

We in the club, we ain't with no dealers

He up that blicky and I'ma take it

Ski mask on bitch, I can't fake it

3 traps phones bitch, I can't make it

brand new pole, the opps gon' hate it

That boy a hoe, or he got baby

He diss on the guys, lets see if he make it

I'm puffin on gas, well bitch I'm faded

Foot on the gas lil, bitch I ain't breakin

We on this ass, I heard he was hatin

We hittin his too, the vest ain't the save u

We bendin yo block, these bullets gon' phase you

Heard you was tough, but you carry a taser

I'm deep in that thing, it's a B-9

Lazer that bitch, my body, tell her call me later

These niggas be bitchin, we pop out wit switches

U duckin action, get left with the fishes

You say you get active, but don't want to work

You come on this block like you left it in dirt

Fuck with opps, you get popped like a perc

Thirty two shots, give a fuck what you earned

You diss on on lil bro, feed y'all ass to the birds

Catch him outside, he get left by that curb

Boa be spinnin on shit, he dissin the gang

But the nigga get put in the ditch

diss on on the 804, cuz guess what bitch dem niggqs ain steppin on shit she suckin dat dick in the woods but guess wat bitch dat shit bout dirty as shit

We dissin all three times, bitch

That lil' boy, he' been not steppin on shit

30 on my hip, I got a stick

I'm finna' boom dis, bitch

Told that hoe to suck my dick

Or get the fuck up out my shit

Niggas mad, I sent the blitz

No OBJ, I caught that bitch

Caught him in that fast lane

Up my chop, and flipped his whip

Bitch, I'm a real gorilla

Keepin' it P, I'm keepin' it thriller

Hollow tips, rippin' out the chop

Just got the drop, I just might split em

Had my old, bitch, set him up

No Kodak black, but this, that skrilla

My new bitch got a bag with a fat ass

Finna fuck her ass and dip her

Ayy, Wooski in the back

Finna sell that pack and flip that bitch again

Mar he got the strap, finna up that bitch

And spin yo' block again

Bitch, I don't want your number

I'm tryna fuck and den fuck on yo' friend

Bitch, I killed your homie

Where you at? Go get back for yo' man

Bitch, I'm a real deal' killer

Ski mask on, I'm doin' the drillin

I just got the drop, finna tuck my chop

And walk down on you niggas

Bitch, I'm hoppin' out that V I

Up my shit and pull that trigger

I don't do that fakin' shit

When I slide, I gotta hit him, bitch

Ayy, bow, bow, bow, bow

When I slide, I gotta smile

Told gang roll the window down

Spray my chop, who laughin' now

Drench his ass, now he gon' drown

Took yo' bitch to Pound Town

Smoked yo' mans like it's some loud

Bitch, got this big ass Drac'

Nigga, what's yo' name?

Finna add a k, and, hit yo' face

Made him run like it was a race

Up my gun for the spray like mace this shit

For fun, nigga, say yo' grace

Fuck the feds, finna catch this case

You a bitch, lil' nigga, please stay yo' place

Bitch, bow, bow, bow, bow

Bitch, I'm the realest in dis shi man

Bitch, bow, bow, bow, bow

Ayy, dis, on the 804

Cause guess what, bitch

Them niggas ain't steppin' on shit

Lil' bitch suckin' dick

But guess what, bitch

That shit bout triflin' as shit

We dissin on three times, boy

Cause yo' lil' ass ain't ready to step on shit