FullPitt Lyrics

You ain't looking for me if I'm looking for you

Nigga let's link up Kuz I'm tryna shoot I'm tryna blow

I don't wanna get even I wanna get odd

Know your location my goons finna slide

Pop out the cut that's a Bool couple Hunnit

Tiptoe marble floor you ain't see it coming

Got rid of them sticks like Andre we drumming

Beam on the Glock Where the fuck is you running

Back on that bullshit

In a 458 Probably riding with sum cooler lips

Can't forget Q and nem

My squad full of demons they pull up like hooligans

Tay got a cooling kit

Niggaz itching for a body Praying for stupid shit

We put a beam on his nose

That's the way you turn a nigga to a FullPitt

Say you ain't scared go live

Show me that you really outside

Last time nigga did that

We set that shit off like the Fourth of July

Gang in this bit that's a mob

Nigga solo still don't dodge

Shooter fresh out on a bond

Still got a ankle bracelet tryna slide

We'll save a Luh Face for the news clip

Put the K to his head like some Cool Whip

If a nigga bucked got blew there

Nun but 762 and the crew here

Just slide on the opps double back with a full clip

Ion do hothead this chop got a cooler kit Chop get to bussin that bitch ain't got no kick

Ain't no crashing out my soldiers

We on feet Park the car Stand em over

Remember blood going down my arm Probably was my motive

I'm a type to call a truce then pop Ya My heart Minnesota

Got the Glizzy not the cobra

Bet this bitch still slump him over

You ain't gotta drop the dot we gonna find your location

I know some white boys get busy with bacon

Red and blue tips in the clip like a Haitian

I want em John Doe

What that mean Faceless

We strapped and we reckless

Leaving footprints with all of this stepping Redrum on the message

Bet he get Popped Soon as he get off the exit

You ain't looking for me if I'm looking for you

Nigga let's link up Kuz I'm tryna shoot I'm tryna blow

I don't wanna get even I wanna get odd

Know your location my goons finna slide

Pop out the cut that's a Bool couple Hunnit

Tiptoe marble floor you ain't see it coming

Got rid of them sticks like Andre we drumming

Beam on the Glock Where the fuck is you running

Back on that bullshit

In a 458 Probably riding with sum cooler lips

Can't forget Q and nem

My squad full of demons they pull up like hooligans

Tay got a cooling kit

Niggaz itching for a body

Praying for stupid shit

We put a beam on his nose

That's the way you turn a nigga to a FullPitt