Size 13s Lyrics

Ouuuu I'm feeling this bitch ya heard me yeah

Yeah mane, nigga know what it is

Yeah, nigga know what it is with that four

Watch how I step on this bitch

Look

I'm tryna put a nigga under, these size 13s

Face shot he instantly dead, no he can't holla or scream

Nigga say that he looking for me, bitch you know where I be

You got the drop, we'll bend the block nigga, come pop it at me

And once it's up it don't go down

It ain't no copping with me

Fuck that flag that you waving, nigga it ain't no stopping the beef

See you can think you got the ups I keep that Glocka with me

You can step and get ya shit bust, and that's a promise from me

I'm the one to load up go show up

Where his potnas nem be

But them niggas be all cap

I know they hidin' from me

What's the procedure

When them demons tryna rock ya to sleep

My la brudda been out his top

Say he gon drop em for me

Niggas ain't nowhere to be found

Mane I been sliding for weeks

They in the field like they slang iron

They better find em some cleats

He cappin all on insta live

So we gon fire em wit heat

Nine shots hit outta 10

Now put that clown on a tee

Of course I know the opps gon click up

And that's when they get hit up

Choppa hit they abdomen

And burn they shit just like a sit up

Ian never been a vegan

When it's beef I eat that shit up

45s don't do the Nina's

I'm tryna have em pick his shit up

I step walk like Michael jackson

And they hate that

We the ones that got ya potna touched

Lil bitch come get his shakeback

But them niggas ain't gon spin

Know they gon die

Cause we don't play that

So fuck it I'm all in the opps section

Tryna catch eight hats on gang Gon get em bust up

Doodie just hit my line he on the way

We finna cut up

You ain't talkin racks

Don't hit my line lil nigga shut the fuck up

Plenty straps

Hella iron over here Nun of em rust up

Put souls on that bitch

Go put in work you bet not slip up

Them niggas know Waddup

They got the lo and they ain't done nun

I'm ttg toe tag gang

Them niggas bet not run up

Them niggas know Waddup

They got the lo and they ain't touch nun

I'm ttg toe tag gang

Run up and ima pluck sumn

Swerve where them niggas posted

Go show em ima soulja

Ain't backing down from smoke

I hit that bitch I'm never chocking

Y'all potna got me loaded

But Ian smoke em I threw back

He wasn't pressure on the wood

So bitch you know I threw the pack

Early morning trappin wit some vultures

Tryna catch a hat

Spin they block

We see em we hawk em

Nigga that's a fact

These 30 shots put you in a coffin

Ain't no comin back

That glizzy clap

He end up dead behind a rap

Yeahh Right foot creep

Ouu I'm Creepin wit a kutta Yeaa

See you hiding na

So we gon put it on ya brudda head

Left foot creep

Ouu I'm tweaking wit a glizzy na

He say ima hoe

Bitch I'd slide through on any block

On gang nigga

Yeaa and that's on gang nigga

(And that's on god nigga)

Bitch I'd slide through on any block