Lyrics

Yuh, Yuh Yuh, Yuh I don't to talk to no one Yeah I just stay to myself I done dived in the water Yeah I feel like Michael Phelps Pull up with that choppa Yeah it's gon hit that niggas head .223 yeah gon rip a nigga fucking vest Popped a pill, yeah Up in my flight Next morning, yeah Woke up in Dubai Yeah I'm so high, Am I on "How High?" I don't give a fuck, yeah hit em with that iron Told that lil bitch yeah "I don't need a wife" If I'm working scams Yeah you know I'm in disguise All my niggas war ready Yeah they on standby Catch em lacking yeah Yeah shoot em yeah at five guys Mob shit Yeah they don't really want smoke with the gang Mob shit Pull up with the choppa, yeah let it bang Mob shit Yeah we kill shit, yuh we spilt his brains Mob shit Yeah you know gang and I tryna stack this cake Pull up with this choppa and it's gon hit his face Pull up with this choppa and it's gon get em gone Got a bad bitch to pull up on me yeah with no thong She singing my lyrics like a Sing-a-Long But this choppa on me sing like a Sing-a-Long Yeah it sing like glee We don't drive-by's Yeah we hop out, yeah do it on feet If you ain't gon shoot bro, yeah just pass me the beam Imma hit that boy in the head and up in his feet Yeah we gon get that nigga hung Yeah this 42 yeah got me drunk If you see me in the moshpit yeah I'm a punk Yeah I'm never lacking it's on my hip, I keep gun She show love cuz she know that I keep them funds She popping molly, popping ecstasy, she love them drugs Up the pipe on that boy throw em in the trunk Let that boy body marinate under the sun Told the lil bitch yeah I'm the chosen one Told her she can't (yeah) Find yeah another one I love her curvy body, yeah she got a bubble butt Pretty eyes, curly hair, got a nigga stunned If this choppa hungry yeah let it eat for lunch Yeah Yeah Let it eat for lunch Mob shit Don't you even try to play with the gang Mob shit Pussy boy yeah we'll get you hanged Mob shit Yeah we took your bitch cuz you is lame Mob shit Yeah we got them DRACO's and them K's Mob shit Old heads hate us yeah cuz we got fame Mob shit Trust me yeah we'll get you kilt today Uh, Uh Gon' get you kilt today Uh, uh Gon' get you kilt today Uh, uh Uh, uh, uh
Writer(s): Gil Vazquez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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