Yes
Ok
Mhmm
Mhmm
Yessir
You dig
You dig (Alright you dig)
Aye
Aye
Awwhhh
You niggas are some hoes (yea)
You niggas are lame, fools (you niggas lame)
We gon up it on you
We gonna up and shoot
We ain't nun like them (yea)
Yall niggas bitter (ouuu)
Don't u play lil jhit (we different you know what i'm sayin)
Don't fuck around with an alien (don't fuck around)
Hop out and spazz (ouuu)
On u little actin niggas (ouuu)
And we on your ass (ouuu)
We been out here riding (ouuu)
And wut u saying
Boy u ain't got no guns (ha)
U ain't never shot shit
U a wannabe
Cap cap cap cap cap
Theres allotta shit a lot of killers shootin
And why the hell they talkin bout pistol poppin ruegers
Why the hell they talkin bout pistol poppin ruegers
I want his ass removed
I don't want his ass beat
I don't want his ass livin
I want his dick in the dirt
Pull up let it hurt
Pull up and flee the scene
We put his ass dead on his knees
Watch me take all the cheese
He's a motherfuckin rat
Snake gon sting u, slatt
U don't want no problems with the gang (hell nah)
We gon pull up on ya n fire flame at your mom
.30 shootin at your brain (.30 .30 shootin at ur brain)
We going dumb
We up the choppa, bang (.30 .30 shootin at ur head)
He don't want no problems (nah nah)
We gon pistol pop him (pistol pop pop, pistol pop at his head)
In the club we wildin (in the club we wild, we wild)
Them bitches goin wild (ohh)
We gon feed the crowd
Now these niggas hate
I was down bad (yea)
But i was never sad (huh)
I always had faith (lil bitch)
And wut u talking bout pussy say it to my face
You know i reloaded it and caught his ass lacking, bang
Ohh shit
Boy them boys wild
Ohh shit
Can u calm they ass down
Ohh shit
I heard youngboy run the town
And they said that we wouldn't
When we pull up then we strapped up
I wish he'd fuck with bortlen
Wish that's what shit was
They know not to fuck with melly
He tote it at they hood (do do boom)
Yeah yeah yeah bow
Yea we dig
U got me tripping out
I'm geeking the shit off this wood
Ride and get it
Ride with us
Crack in a condo with us
Oh he ain't got up in it (nah)
I'm a real nigga
Im finna change them niggas
He ain't gon remember shit
I'm not gon speak on that tho
It's been a ride
Let a nigga take a drink
I'm with my boys
Nigga my cup syrup
We
Oh oh oh
Calm me down
Oh oh oh
Blow up
Get it boy
We up the chains
Yea fuck a sk we want flame throwers
Pop out and bang it on em
Pop out and let it sing
I'm riding riding around
I don't pop no molly's no
I just popped a perc
Jolly it mixed up with lean (With cherries in it)
I wanted to do it cause melly did it
You know i fuck with him bro i can't let him do it by himself
If they said i got a feeling
Nigga you know that shit would be different
All that shit they said
It don't matter that shit be cap (for real)
Oh wait till it happen (wait)
Baby bring it back (wait)
I'm tryna beat your back (huh)
Turn that bitch to cash
You know i'm riding jhit (riding)
Kid karate shit (kid karate)
We be on all kinds of shit (kid karate)
Zone 6 living jhit
Living legend
U don't want no problems
Alright one more take one more take
Three thousand forty eight
Ight