Kain - TUCKED! Lyrics

[00:12.51]Bounce back [00:13.75]
Rob that
Send yo ass to heaven if u tryna talk back
Matter fact imma send yo ass to limbo
Just for calling me ur lil bro
Big dawg homie im the big dawg
Boss of all u bitches man i feeling like im Rich Paul
Keep yo shit tucked yo ass aint for real
Typa shit that get u killed
This typa shit that get u killed
1,2,3,4 shooters on the bill
Yeah, yeah i aint saying they gon kill
But yo bitch ass better skip town, they aint tryna chill
Pull up wit that skrt skrt
Pull up wit that fye
Pull up wit that brr brr
Brodie know he dying
Hunnid thousand fifty ways, make your homies cry
Hunnid thousand fifty bank, turn your shorty mines
Hahahahahaha boy he think he hot
Pull up with them 60 round choppa bet i make it pop
Pussy boy he know wassup
Bronem deep down in the cut
Heard them saying this and that i bet them boys aint een that tough
Oh lord, i done made another one
Brothers all about that action, hand me another gun
Brothers all about that action, say the word, he done
Why them pussy always running, bring me some other fun
Swerving in the city bitch
Pop out with them heaters quick
Heard them saying this and that i bet them boys aint gon do shit
Swerving in my city bitch
Pop out with my heaters quick
Heard them saying this and that i bet i do sum to them bitch
[01:33.46]Bounce back [01:34.75]
Rob that
Send yo ass to heaven if u tryna talk back
Matter fact imma send yo ass to limbo
Just for calling me ur lil bro
Big dawg homie im the big dawg
Boss of all u bitches man i feeling like im Rich Paul
Keep yo shit tucked yo ass ain for real
Typa shit that get u killed