Look here Say bitch I said what the fuck I said Ya heard me? Aye, the same shit you hear about the same shit you can become Believe that, bitch ass nigga
And I don' told you niggas time after time I love it when them bullets flyin' and they mamas be cryin' Kill a nigga and leave no evidence ahead of my time Bust his head and feel it's right 'cause he plan on bustin' mine (This is the Sound)
I supply the smoke lil' nigga (Bitch what up?) Apply that force, I bet you choke lil' nigga Bitch you know you know I ain't no hoe (Huh?) You gotta show me nigga Claimin' you gon blow me, nigga Bitch, you never smoked a nigga I can close yo casket and just laugh like before, lil' nigga Bitch now what up? Strapped to the tee, you gon get bust up (Bitch) He say that he gon take somethin' lil' bitch you got me fucked up, Yea Bitch you look crazy, I'mma cut up You play bitch, we gon' nut up The choppa in a 4 by 4 truck
Come pull up where we bang at (Oouuh) We slangin' iron I come from where they spinnin' and dyin' all day (All day, yeah) My bitch can pull up where that gang at (Bitch pull up) No sense in tryin' Strapped up, bitch, we gon' rock out at any time of the day
You say "It's up, " then bet, you pussy bitch (Stupid bitch) Aj died while he slung that stick (Bang) Nigga lookin' crazy at Do, I punched him in his shit Straight out that North Put on for that four, I should of stumped his bitch (Bitch) Said she stuntin' on me for her Twitter, tell her suck my dick Beam on that Glock, drum on that cutta' Stupid mothafucka' Say that Ddawg ready, bitch you must be thinkin' of another Throwin' that to the ceiling, I'll kill you, bitch you ain't my mother (hoe) Instagram, yo caption look suspicious, nigga fuck yo brother
Come pull up where we bang at (Where we bang) Them choppas singin' A hunnid shots, in every stick Them bullets rainin' Lil bitch, I rep that gang, yea (Gang) Fuck you and what you claim, yea Know how to bust yo brain, yea We charge into the gang, yea
Come pull up where we bang at (Oouuh) We slangin' iron From where they spinnin' and dyin' all day Bitch come pull up where that gang at (Bitch pull up) No sense in tryin' Strapped up, bitch, we gon' rock out at any time of the day
Come pull up where we bang at We slangin' iron I come from where they spinnin' and dyin' all day Bitch come pull up where that gang at No sense in tryin' We ready for the rock out at any time in the day (Yea, yea, yea)
Compositor: Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden (Youngboy Never Broke Again) ECAD: Obra #31297081