I'm off them jiggas, boy, don't touch me, I'm too f*ckin' geek, don't suck too much
I throw some lil' bitch down, some of you are free, Hit him in his neck, gon' leave him gassed, I hope he try to breathe, If I don't see nobody drop, then I can't f*ckin' leave, We down on them hop-off trees, Hey, Stefan, I can't pass the beef, Pressed up on him, he ain't want no smoke, he keep on cockin' please, I feel like God in yo' bitch eye, I keep her on her knees, Catch me the po' boy, ain't no question, I'ma up in spades, SRT, I'm goin' fast, I hope the boys don't flip them whites, I brought the G-Lock in the room, I like to f*ck her with my pies, Let me know what you gon' pay, and I'm gon' get his ass tonight, I'm jumpin' out, I'm screamin
Bro, if I see him, it's on sight, Boy, don't try to run, boy, I keep a big gun, Boy, I be shootin' at mobs, don't think this shit fun, Don't think you takin' nothin' from me, boy, you must be done, Boy, it's a 50 on this book, I bounce that with my drum
Go ask my bitch, you know this shit get wicked, nigga, Chop gon' get to spittin' that niggaz and turn his ass to Ricky, nigga, I been ridin' all by myself, I'm tryna catch a dancin, nigga, Don't let Jay out, I'm tryna send this bitch-ass to the cemetery, Heard they ask me to tell him, runnin' around this bitch like Tom and Jerry, White boy shit, I'll walk a bitch-ass nigga down his spears
Come on, come on, I keep that white like Katy Perry, The boy, you wanna point it, You can call him, this shit be near me, Let me tell you bitch-ass niggas how I'm comin, 448, you wanna vote, lil' bitch, I'm dumpin, Ayy, lil' T.M, you want them niggas, then I'm comin, If them niggas get the move, and cook these shits like some dumpers, Nigga, Every time I walk in, them niggas movin, Niggas mad, cause I'm ridin' around this bitch and I be groovin, Nigga, A nigga think this shit sweet, I get to shoot him, On my daddy, play with me and on my daddy, I'm gon' get his ass tonight, I'm jumpin' out, I'm screamin' bro, if I see him, it's on sight, Boy, don't try to run, boy, I be shootin' at mobs
I'm gon' boof you, nigga, You know what the f*ck goin' on in this buzz, hoe, Yeah
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I'm off them jiggas, boy, don't touch me, I'm too f*ckin' geek, don't suck too much
I throw some lil' bitch down, some of you are free, Hit him in his neck, gon' leave him gassed, I hope he try to breathe, If I don't see nobody drop, then I can't f*ckin' leave, We down on them hop-off trees, Hey, Stefan, I can't pass the beef, Pressed up on him, he ain't want no smoke, he keep on cockin' please, I feel like God in yo' bitch eye, I keep her on her knees, Catch me the po' boy, ain't no question, I'ma up in spades, SRT, I'm goin' fast, I hope the boys don't flip them whites, I brought the G-Lock in the room, I like to f*ck her with my pies, Let me know what you gon' pay, and I'm gon' get his ass tonight, I'm jumpin' out, I'm screamin
Bro, if I see him, it's on sight, Boy, don't try to run, boy, I keep a big gun, Boy, I be shootin' at mobs, don't think this shit fun, Don't think you takin' nothin' from me, boy, you must be done, Boy, it's a 50 on this book, I bounce that with my drum
Go ask my bitch, you know this shit get wicked, nigga, Chop gon' get to spittin' that niggaz and turn his ass to Ricky, nigga, I been ridin' all by myself, I'm tryna catch a dancin, nigga, Don't let Jay out, I'm tryna send this bitch-ass to the cemetery, Heard they ask me to tell him, runnin' around this bitch like Tom and Jerry, White boy shit, I'll walk a bitch-ass nigga down his spears
Come on, come on, I keep that white like Katy Perry, The boy, you wanna point it, You can call him, this shit be near me, Let me tell you bitch-ass niggas how I'm comin, 448, you wanna vote, lil' bitch, I'm dumpin, Ayy, lil' T.M, you want them niggas, then I'm comin, If them niggas get the move, and cook these shits like some dumpers, Nigga, Every time I walk in, them niggas movin, Niggas mad, cause I'm ridin' around this bitch and I be groovin, Nigga, A nigga think this shit sweet, I get to shoot him, On my daddy, play with me and on my daddy, I'm gon' get his ass tonight, I'm jumpin' out, I'm screamin' bro, if I see him, it's on sight, Boy, don't try to run, boy, I be shootin' at mobs
I'm gon' boof you, nigga, You know what the f*ck goin' on in this buzz, hoe, Yeah
I throw some lil' bitch down, some of you are free, Hit him in his neck, gon' leave him gassed, I hope he try to breathe, If I don't see nobody drop, then I can't f*ckin' leave, We down on them hop-off trees, Hey, Stefan, I can't pass the beef, Pressed up on him, he ain't want no smoke, he keep on cockin' please, I feel like God in yo' bitch eye, I keep her on her knees, Catch me the po' boy, ain't no question, I'ma up in spades, SRT, I'm goin' fast, I hope the boys don't flip them whites, I brought the G-Lock in the room, I like to f*ck her with my pies, Let me know what you gon' pay, and I'm gon' get his ass tonight, I'm jumpin' out, I'm screamin
Bro, if I see him, it's on sight, Boy, don't try to run, boy, I keep a big gun, Boy, I be shootin' at mobs, don't think this shit fun, Don't think you takin' nothin' from me, boy, you must be done, Boy, it's a 50 on this book, I bounce that with my drum
Go ask my bitch, you know this shit get wicked, nigga, Chop gon' get to spittin' that niggaz and turn his ass to Ricky, nigga, I been ridin' all by myself, I'm tryna catch a dancin, nigga, Don't let Jay out, I'm tryna send this bitch-ass to the cemetery, Heard they ask me to tell him, runnin' around this bitch like Tom and Jerry, White boy shit, I'll walk a bitch-ass nigga down his spears
Come on, come on, I keep that white like Katy Perry, The boy, you wanna point it, You can call him, this shit be near me, Let me tell you bitch-ass niggas how I'm comin, 448, you wanna vote, lil' bitch, I'm dumpin, Ayy, lil' T.M, you want them niggas, then I'm comin, If them niggas get the move, and cook these shits like some dumpers, Nigga, Every time I walk in, them niggas movin, Niggas mad, cause I'm ridin' around this bitch and I be groovin, Nigga, A nigga think this shit sweet, I get to shoot him, On my daddy, play with me and on my daddy, I'm gon' get his ass tonight, I'm jumpin' out, I'm screamin' bro, if I see him, it's on sight, Boy, don't try to run, boy, I be shootin' at mobs
I'm gon' boof you, nigga, You know what the f*ck goin' on in this buzz, hoe, Yeah
Writer: T Morris
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