Lyrics: Jordan Berry
Music: Jordan Berry
B***h we sending shots high Glock this a stolo
Convicted felons ridin with them sticks like its polo
Them niggas better lay low sending shots like its halo
Now he got a halo i be strapped like a gay hoe
[Verse 1: Backstreet TK]
I be strapped just like a dyke
Hell nah b***h i don't wanna fight
Send his ass up top i hope that **** nigga ain't scared of heights
13 rockets in this Glock James Harden in this clip
Gymnastic team Gabby Douglas choppa make him flip
Then i roll a spliff celebration when a nigga died
It look like i be sleep walking cuz the Bibby got me high
Please don't make me up my fye
Cuz i will make yo momma cry
Ain't hearts given im tryna send his ass straight to the sky
Stand over watch him die
Im handy many with this drill
Motivated by this money
But my niggas love to kill
My Glock love takin d**knigga like a freak hoe
Pull up on a opp give him two shots like a ****in free throw
They like Backstreet calm down what you tweakin for
Im like shut the **** up if you ain't gon shoot what you speakin for
Im tryna walk up on him let this heater blow delete a hoe
Niggas always hidin what im seekin for even jesus know
[Chorus: Backstreet TK]
B***h we sending shots high Glock this a stolo
Convicted felons ridin with them sticks like its polo
Them niggas better lay low sending shots like its halo
Now he got a halo i be strapped like a gay hoe
[Verse 2: Yungeen Ace]
You ain't ever stood over a nigga up in broad day
Let off shots to straight his face chase him down with that drac
Post outside where he stay
Most people die along the way
B***h you gone die if you don't do what i say
762 clear the whole ****in scene
Killas on go mean machine
Glock 23 with a lazer beam
Oh you wanna go gang for gang
More bodies name for name
Movin lowkey when i be lurkin in the city
But i ain't hidin from no nigga tell them p***ies come and get me
We go wherever they go
Record the line with Nino
Boy i ain't lyin he know
Empty the clip and reload
My killas geekin off them bodies snort of line of that coke
I told them knock that nigga face in black and white he told
[Chorus: Backstreet TK]
B***h we sending shots high Glock this a stolo
Convicted felons ridin with them sticks like its polo
Them niggas better lay low sending shots like its halo
Now he got a halo i be strapped like a gay hoe