Every time I hear a comment, hear a f*ckin mention
I get to thinking"why the hell these boys want any tension?"
I get to thinking"oh these boys just in it for attention"
I get to thinking"oh these boys jus fakin they pretendin"
They fakin for the clout
You better watch ya mouth
I got .223's, we finna take you down
I got E with me and you know what we about
Yea you know what we about we have the shooters take you out
Born and raised in P town, have these bullets take you down, 'n have u lookin like a clown
Feel like u gotta lay down, leave your blood all on the ground, these bullets rippin thru your town
Bullets rippin thru your city
Bitch you know we get it litty
I'm so big jus like her titties
Toting glocks and hella 50s
Bitch is bad and she a Swifty
She gon suck this dick up swiftly
Look like u shop in a thrifty
Why yo bitch wanna get wit me
Me and JB toting 50s, and we known to get busy
Yuh, back on the block
Me, and JB gonna look for an opp
Spin every day, till I see them shot
Caught that lil boy when he went for a walk
Now where he was there is nothing but chalk
Now where he was there is nothing but chalk
Heard that you thinking you callin the shots
I promise to you pussy boy you are not
The opps gettin scared when we spin down they block
Got a glock wit a lazer, I ain't finna miss a shot
I ain't finna miss a shot, finna make the opps crash
When I slide up on your bitch, she invite me to her pad
She start to take me to her room, I ain't even gotta ask
She said I hit it better when she givin up the ass