
Acrobatz ft. DoloJ3x Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Blast his hat, ain't coming back ,
Bend the blocks, too many glocks
We flip shit just like acrobatz,
You niggas pussy ass a bitch
Y'all know where I'm posted at, Fuck niggas said it was pressure
Laid him out just like a mat
Feds is on a young nigga trail
Tired of that shit, I may shoot at the cops
Man, stop calling my motherfucking phone
You know where I'm at, boy, I'm looking for ops
Always fuck a stop sign and fuck a red light
Boy, we is not making no stops
Off that outside, giving out drops
"Like right there" outside beating up blocks
Most you fuck niggas really be creeping
Got a G-Lock, just know that I'm beeping
Beat jhit's ass, I ain't talking about no pipe line
But had that little nigga leaking
Come outside, bitch, we can get even
He tryna run like, who's you leaving?
Off that Taylor port, smoking a blunt
Now pop me a pert, now a nigga is tweaking
Watch how I go, yeah, you know it's my season
Fuck nigga flagging, can't give me a reason
Posted up, see his bitch
Watch how I steal his ho, I have a cheesin
They calling me magic cuz I'm steady creeping
Don't hop in that water, don't hop in that deep end
Niggas ops, steady played We gon' do that shit, get even
We told him don't play, but that nigga ain't listen
Bathroom, dropped him, he bitchin'
Back door, heard that nigga was snitching
We got the chops, they got lights like it's Christmas
They ask what this is, we say that it's cuatro
Fuck five, we can't hang with the opps tho
Heard that he died, do that shit for the plot though
Gon never slide, heard he scary, can't drop lows
Heard he bang around my block, well, we got mags
Nigga said he pulling up? Watch, we push that nigga back
Lowest part of my life, beat your ass, you know I handle that
Reload the glocks and grab the chops We tell the sherms to handle that
When I had caught your ass, you ran too fast
Your ass was running track
Let's get it in, we tryna spin,
He said that he ain't into that
We pass the chops, the opps get popped like Fortnite
They say TANIK cracked,
This nigga mad at us We heard he broke
Mad and we got racks
Blast his hat, ain't coming back ,
Bend the blocks, too many glocks
We flip shit just like acrobatz,
You niggas pussy ass a bitch
Y'all know where I'm posted at, Fuck niggas said it was pressure
Laid him out just like a mat