(Yeah baby you did this one)
I said I'on do the talking
Spin on 'em
I don't do the talking
Catch an opp and spark him
Said they tripping over niggas
Me I was just walking
Hit him up tried to take his pack
And I almost had to park him
Yo lil man really a rat
You can hear the bull talking
Said he sent a hit
Uh just for that I'm gonna park him
Have his blood spitting out the top his head just like a dolphin
And yo man ain't really strapped
So why the fuck yo man walking
Buying guns for the gang
We bout to have a little auction
She pleading like an Xbox
Lincoln got his chest rocked
Told lil brody come right out that cut
Cus that's the best spot
Lil bitch gave the best top
Then she gave the best drop
Fucked me like no other on the bucket made the bed rock
I caught a leg shot shoulda hit my head
Let the gram know we beefin
Keep going live that shit fed
Put some metal in your stomach
And your man got fed
Hop right out that johnny up the cool and hit his head
Beefing with the opps
They don't link we get the drop
We be sitting outside
Right there by the pot
Trynna hit his top but my killers on his ass
Go ahead drop a bag if you want for sure us getting cash
Pants keep sagging
Big blick too heavy
Couple months back two wheels trapping out the Chevy
Hold the book bag bro this shit getting heavy
Always down to hit a lick bro don't ask me if I'm ready
Bend that block
Hit yo man up
And turn his head into spaghetti
And that youngin he a bitch
I took his gat and he let me
Took a zip and flipped it to a pound
The trap getting heavy
Then smoke that night still drilled off an addy