[ Featuring Slim Savage ]
This grip not a whip
With it I parked a few
So when it's beef bitch know who you talking to
Best to get the stepping like the cast on Martin do
Death like Ammonia
You can get the coughing to
Bag on ya head i'm heading there to auction you
Bird bitch
Run and then we hawking you
No bird shit when I twist my hawk in you
It get to ripping threw clothes like the hulk a do
Death before dishonor when it's time it ain't hard to choose
Yet you opps say you offing who
Tory lanez when he balling
You bout to make a awful move
Now your family offed for you
I keep a glocked tucked
You bitches not tough
Stomach shot let you hold a round like you knocked up
Catch ya ass in traffic and that whip getting shot up
Time to drill who going hide
F*ck nigga not us
Like a virus I just pop up
Head shot hope you vest ya f*cking top up unless you got some Pac luck
My gang really with the shits
Really toting sticks
Bitch i'm really with the shits
I send my goons threw niggas put in wild work
Hope they catch a body like ya ass try to crowd surf
Gang shit and I ain't gotta pay em nothing
You food nigga and they just there to cater something
I get you served and I ain't gotta wait or nothing
The way I spend the bin
I ain't in to saving nothing
And the docs ain't saving nothing cops ain't saving nothing god ain't changing nothing
It's on site when we see em then
Shit go left we going leave em then the ambulance he leaving in
Ya ass will never get to breathe again
Rip for him his family gotta go and grieve for him
Y'all niggas always screaming out all this gang and shit
But not a day in ya life you wore a handkerchief
And we can scrap I don't even need a banger bitch
Y.G
Cause you niggas ain't dangerous
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It's woppfamilia bitch you know we play for keeps
These pussy bitches like some vegans they don't want no beef
Like i'm d wade i keep the heat
And bitch i'm packing three One on each hip one on my ankle team no lacking b
Myke ina cut ready to leave the scene so tragic b
That choppa spit and then we disappear like magic b
Ya bitch a eater she eat dick like issa habit b
She choosing me because i'm swagged up to the max ya dig
This hunnid round that i'm toating uh lay you flat lil bitch
Prez ina cut with fifty shots stuffed ina mac lil bitch
Myke got the thirty in the glizzy ready to clap ya shit
He gripping on it and he itching ready to wack a bitch Yeah bitch we grimey
Bitch we slimey like some maggots bitch
If you want smoke bitch we both blowing like we matching bitch
I'm smoking gas
I'm high as hell
Like a flight captain bitch
Ya bitch she basic
But to you she all of that and shit
Wholetime the gang we done twist her like a cap and shit You claim you solid
But you ratting
You a capping bitch
Them two two threes uh hit ya head and lay you flat lil bitch
So you better stay up in yo lane
Before we crash lil bitch
Cuz if it's up
Then it's stuck
Like myke pagson said
We got three k's like we don't f*ck with no blacks and shit
I smoke a nigga
Like a dutch full of that pack lil bitch
I catch you slipping and i'm pushing ya wig back lil bitch
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