I'm that nigga moving fast
Yeah I do this
I been running from the cops
Bet I lose em
I been running with the mag
Incase a nigga mad
Lil mama wanna bag
She just want brag
Bought that bitch a Louie bag
But she don't need it
And I don't even want that bitch
Cause she be creepin
And I don't want to the leave that Bitch
Cause she the sweetest
But I don't think about that shit
I just keep on cheifin
Aye
Run up gator face
I done ran with his chain
He a lame
Me and H2O
We gone change the game
Pull up on these hoes
And drip drip make it rain ayyyee
Why you hating on a nigga
Pistol like a swisher
Nigga don't get buss
Maiin
Lost my patience with you Niggas
Pistol like a swisher
Nigga don't get buss
Main
Yellow tape on the scene
Choppa leaving holes
Nigga crispy cream
Yeah I tote them poles
Gymnastics with the beam
I'm coming for your soul
This ain't no halloweeen
Aye
Ima get you when you sleep
Freddy Kruger
I'm gon Haunt you in your dreams
Took a Uber
I don't like to use my feet
Aye
I'm that nigga moving fast
Yeah I do this
I been running from the cops
Bet I lose em
I been running with the mag
Incase a nigga mad
Lil mama wanna bag
She just want brag
Bought that bitch a Louie bag
But she don't need it
And I don't even want that bitch
Cause she be creepin
And I don't want to the leave that Bitch
Cause she the sweetest
But I don't think about that shit
I just keep on cheifin
Aye
Pull up with it cocked
I done bought a new mag for my Glock
Holographic sight
Aiming at your frame
Catch yo ass a night
And put it to your brain aye
Why you hating on a nigga
Pistol like a swisher
Nigga don't get buss
Maiin
Lost my patience with you Niggas
Pistol like a swisher
Nigga don't get buss
Main
Yellow tape on the scene
Choppa leaving holes
Nigga crispy cream
Yeah I tote them poles
Gymnastics with the beam
I'm coming for your soul
This ain't no halloweeen
Aye
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I'm that nigga moving fast
Yeah I do this
I been running from the cops
Bet I lose em
I been running with the mag
Incase a nigga mad
Lil mama wanna bag
She just want brag
Bought that bitch a Louie bag
But she don't need it
And I don't even want that bitch
Cause she be creepin
And I don't want to the leave that Bitch
Cause she the sweetest
But I don't think about that shit
I just keep on cheifin
Aye
Run up gator face
I done ran with his chain
He a lame
Me and H2O
We gone change the game
Pull up on these hoes
And drip drip make it rain ayyyee
Why you hating on a nigga
Pistol like a swisher
Nigga don't get buss
Maiin
Lost my patience with you Niggas
Pistol like a swisher
Nigga don't get buss
Main
Yellow tape on the scene
Choppa leaving holes
Nigga crispy cream
Yeah I tote them poles
Gymnastics with the beam
I'm coming for your soul
This ain't no halloweeen
Aye
Ima get you when you sleep
Freddy Kruger
I'm gon Haunt you in your dreams
Took a Uber
I don't like to use my feet
Aye
I'm that nigga moving fast
Yeah I do this
I been running from the cops
Bet I lose em
I been running with the mag
Incase a nigga mad
Lil mama wanna bag
She just want brag
Bought that bitch a Louie bag
But she don't need it
And I don't even want that bitch
Cause she be creepin
And I don't want to the leave that Bitch
Cause she the sweetest
But I don't think about that shit
I just keep on cheifin
Aye
Pull up with it cocked
I done bought a new mag for my Glock
Holographic sight
Aiming at your frame
Catch yo ass a night
And put it to your brain aye
Why you hating on a nigga
Pistol like a swisher
Nigga don't get buss
Maiin
Lost my patience with you Niggas
Pistol like a swisher
Nigga don't get buss
Main
Yellow tape on the scene
Choppa leaving holes
Nigga crispy cream
Yeah I tote them poles
Gymnastics with the beam
I'm coming for your soul
This ain't no halloweeen
Aye
Yeah I do this
I been running from the cops
Bet I lose em
I been running with the mag
Incase a nigga mad
Lil mama wanna bag
She just want brag
Bought that bitch a Louie bag
But she don't need it
And I don't even want that bitch
Cause she be creepin
And I don't want to the leave that Bitch
Cause she the sweetest
But I don't think about that shit
I just keep on cheifin
Aye
Run up gator face
I done ran with his chain
He a lame
Me and H2O
We gone change the game
Pull up on these hoes
And drip drip make it rain ayyyee
Why you hating on a nigga
Pistol like a swisher
Nigga don't get buss
Maiin
Lost my patience with you Niggas
Pistol like a swisher
Nigga don't get buss
Main
Yellow tape on the scene
Choppa leaving holes
Nigga crispy cream
Yeah I tote them poles
Gymnastics with the beam
I'm coming for your soul
This ain't no halloweeen
Aye
Ima get you when you sleep
Freddy Kruger
I'm gon Haunt you in your dreams
Took a Uber
I don't like to use my feet
Aye
I'm that nigga moving fast
Yeah I do this
I been running from the cops
Bet I lose em
I been running with the mag
Incase a nigga mad
Lil mama wanna bag
She just want brag
Bought that bitch a Louie bag
But she don't need it
And I don't even want that bitch
Cause she be creepin
And I don't want to the leave that Bitch
Cause she the sweetest
But I don't think about that shit
I just keep on cheifin
Aye
Pull up with it cocked
I done bought a new mag for my Glock
Holographic sight
Aiming at your frame
Catch yo ass a night
And put it to your brain aye
Why you hating on a nigga
Pistol like a swisher
Nigga don't get buss
Maiin
Lost my patience with you Niggas
Pistol like a swisher
Nigga don't get buss
Main
Yellow tape on the scene
Choppa leaving holes
Nigga crispy cream
Yeah I tote them poles
Gymnastics with the beam
I'm coming for your soul
This ain't no halloweeen
Aye
Writer: Deandre Seymore
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