Wheezy outta here
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
Right now, you can hit me right now
Nigga want a brick nigga, I can get it right now
Want that nigga spit nigga? Hit my flock right now
Ten thousand, the other ten I'm cuffin' it, right now
For real, out here pussy nigga better pipe down
I ain't with that Fan' shit no more, I'm with that Sprite now
Hundred round drums on that stick, make him pipe down
Shoot a nigga straight in his eye, tell him lights out
All that talkin' boy, you blessed
All that shootin', you ain't dead
Boy you know that I'm a killer
I will push up on you niggas
Slap the shit outchea
Put the stick on this bitch nigga, put the bitch
Yeah I know, you ho, yeah you pussy
And she just talkin' 'bout a four, boy that ain't real
That killa shit you talkin' 'bout man who the fuck you kill?
I ain't never seen him, I ain't never heard nothin' from nobody
I ain't never seen you in the hood, tryna catch a body
Bitch I'm outchea shoot her, you know everybody know bout slime nigga
Late night, we creepin', yeah the whole gang
Knowin' how we slide nigga
Minivan, hotboxin' think gon' slime niggas
Is you slime? How we slime? Bitch, I'm slime nigga
I slime niggas, you don't slime how I slime niggas
You got a bag, I tell you, you got tags but I'm feelin' draw down
You got a brick i'm finna buy brick and I'm gon' draw down
You don't know your shit, you don't what you're doin'
And nigga I'ma trick you right now
I'm from the 6 where nigga don't play around
Niggas cross their own mans that they grow wit in the playground
Yeah nigga, straight up, what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout?
These niggas don't know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout
You ain't never crossed a line, you don't know what it is about
All this shit is funny when the street niggas ask
Nigga, who the fuck wasn't out here
Bitch, I better not ask you and y'all wasn't out here
Right now, you can hit me right now
Nigga want a brick nigga, I can get it right now
Want that nigga spit nigga? Hit my flock right now
Ten thousand, the other ten I'm cuffin' it, right now
For real, out here pussy nigga better pipe down
I ain't with that Fan' shit no more, I'm with that Sprite now
Hundred round drums on that stick, make him pipe down
Shoot a nigga straight in his eye, tell him lights out
Nigga, yeah
Throw your sets up nigga, what you claimin' 'round here?
Is you sex, money, murder, what you bangin' 'round this bitch?
If you claimin' PDE, then throw your set up in the air
If these niggas ain't bangin' with
You, bang 'em, tell 'em fuck they shit
Bitch outchere, daily nigga talkin' crazy, yeah ho
Send them shooters at yo' door, make kid bait uh-huh
All this goddamn money got goin' crazy, uh-huh
I done went crazy with this fuckin' crazy, uh-huh
Yeah right now,
Man you can get tricked you lil' bitch, you talkin' right now
Said you want that brick, you can call my phone right now
Country boy just got his set trick a hundred pounds nigga right now
Fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Niggas ain't trickin' shit like how I trick 'em right now
Let them come in the spot and tell a nigga pipe down
Youngin' put the smoke all on a nigga, tell him lights out, he dead
Right now, you can hit me right now
Nigga want a brick nigga, I can get it right now
Want that nigga spit nigga? Hit my flock right now
Ten thousand, the other ten I'm cuffin' it, right now
For real, out here pussy nigga better pipe down
I ain't with that Fan' shit no more, I'm with that Sprite now
Hundred round drums on that stick, make him pipe down
Shoot a nigga straight in his eye, tell him lights out
Lights out