Lyrics: Dee Glokk
Music: Dee Glokk
Outside with some pretty bitches that don't know how to act
We be acting bad off liquor, all we do is throw it back
Shaking ass on top of cars, know I'ma **** her on the cat
All I hang around is baddies, you know we the biggest brats
When I get to hittin' this bitch, just get out the way
If you stumble, that's a brand new beat
Really don't talk, spot somethin', cock my Glock
And then just drop that ski
Get on defense mode, gotta slang my dope
No costume, get on feet
Squeeze them triggers, get back to the V
Get the news, put him in the leaf
This switch make a nigga cha-cha slide
We spinned them niggas who's not outside
He puttin' on an image, he is not slime
He green, pass me his gun, that's mine
He spoke on the name, now we comin' through
Gotta blrrt, I hope these niggas in a group
Jump in that car, we follow you
Jump out, we puttin' bullets all in you
This ho came off a pill, she get dick for hours
I ain't goin', I got my blick in the shower
Had to get rid of switch, got too much power
Can't stand my bitch, that ho a pounder
Uh, let's do it
And we spinnin' for Tre
She act bad off liquor, I act bad off Perc's
I think we're a match, I'ma leave with her
I'm deep in her guts, she sayin' it hurt
Off a pill, she said I'm ten times worse
At the top of her lungs, said she finna squirt
I been maxin' her out for an hour thirty
Told her I didn't even nut, I ain't showin' no mercy
Her nigga steady callin', his feelings just hurt
She answered the phone and said she at work
Whole time, these bitches just givin' it out
Said I'm finna nut, put my dick in her mouth
We lost a troop, y'all lost a few
****in' up the 6 ain't nothin' new
They be droppin' guns when we bendin' through
When I drop my mask, I don't leave a clue
Third should've been died, he was overdue
All out the window, tryna tag last
Nigga that tagged Lil Tre in his song
They did what they did, same night, five deep
In the hot, tryna send an opp nigga back home
Lil Hank got found through his dome, can't
Tell by a toe why a nigga keep mentioning bro
When I'm on that block, better hope he live to make
It home, 'cause if not, I'm snatchin' your soul
21 With a vet', it's a Nicki Minaj fin
Tryna hoop, stop postin' them flocks
Backseat of the whip, PLR with a rocket
If I come through this whip, I'ma snatch your noggin
Christine said tryna get ****ed, so I played with her pussy
21 With a whole lot of pasta
Saw the beard through the barrel, but he waited too late
Tryna take off, now he somewhere with the pastor