WTF ft. Loadin Lyrics

Bounced out the truck and shot too Quick ain't even Have on my mask

You dissed ok that's coo but we Got Points yall Never getting back ( it's Merched)

And I can merch his ass a hoe he ain't Gone blow his Gun

He thought that we was coo kept Coming round That's why I took it From him ( I need it)

He ain't got shit or I would've robbed Him that lil Nigga pockets done

I just hit a lick then pulled a skit we Inna strike lit

This bitch just tried play like I was Wop I hadda show The Bitch

Pockets was on lint that shit felt Worse than getting Colds and Sick

Boa what you know bout selling Gram fa gram Dreaming bout a brick?

Three say stay on ass can't give no pass Nah we ain't Sparing shit

Glock ain't gotta switch but that shit Coo watch how I work the stick

I can't go for shit I'll let it rip fore my Momma Screaming RIP

Free Twitch up out the bitch I know He did it but he Really innocent

Don't come around me acting like You down if you Ain't really innis Shit

Cause we catch kills fr what we do Inna V just betta Stay Inna Whip

762s and 556s make niggas trip tryna Run from this Shit

Come here nah where is you goin this Shit ain't over Till I get a Vic

Lo bounced out wit the standard I had 23 on me and A Extra Clip ( True Story)

We clap shit fr I a get inna field fore I Make a diss

Ok He dropped lo man fuck this rap Shit let's go catch a Vic

If I bounce out wit switch I bet my Life he gone die When he trip

Ok it was coo when yall did that one Shit but yo bro Died to the glitch

I pop one oxy it's just me and bro we Drop a four of the Tris

If he see that drac he better duck Down or he Gone Say Ahhhh when He hit

Said I was done wit the drank but I Got stressed out So I'm sipping again

I was on defense mode but them Niggas still trollin So we spinning Again