WoppFamilia

This grip not a whip With it I parked a few So when it's beef bitch know who you talking to Best to get the stepping like the cast on Martin do Death like Ammonia You can get the coughing to Bag on ya head i'm heading there to auction you Bird bitch Run and then we hawking you No bird shit when I twist my hawk in you It get to ripping threw clothes like the hulk a do Death before dishonor when it's time it ain't hard to choose Yet you opps say you offing who Tory lanez when he balling You bout to make a awful move Now your family offed for you I keep a glocked tucked You bitches not tough Stomach shot let you hold a round like you knocked up Catch ya ass in traffic and that whip getting shot up Time to drill who going hide Fuck nigga not us Like a virus I just pop up Head shot hope you vest ya fucking top up unless you got some Pac luck My gang really with the shits Really toting sticks Bitch i'm really with the shits I send my goons threw niggas put in wild work Hope they catch a body like ya ass try to crowd surf Gang shit and I ain't gotta pay em nothing You food nigga and they just there to cater something I get you served and I ain't gotta wait or nothing The way I spend the bin I ain't in to saving nothing And the docs ain't saving nothing cops ain't saving nothing god ain't changing nothing It's on site when we see em then Shit go left we going leave em then the ambulance he leaving in Ya ass will never get to breathe again Rip for him his family gotta go and grieve for him Y'all niggas always screaming out all this gang and shit But not a day in ya life you wore a handkerchief And we can scrap I don't even need a banger bitch Y.G Cause you niggas ain't dangerous Gang Gang Gang sliding Gang sliding Gang Gang sliding Gang sliding Gang Gang Gang sliding Gang sliding Gang Gang sliding Gang sliding It's woppfamilia bitch you know we play for keeps These pussy bitches like some vegans they don't want no beef Like i'm d wade i keep the heat And bitch i'm packing three One on each hip one on my ankle team no lacking b Myke ina cut ready to leave the scene so tragic b That choppa spit and then we disappear like magic b Ya bitch a eater she eat dick like issa habit b She choosing me because i'm swagged up to the max ya dig This hunnid round that i'm toating uh lay you flat lil bitch Prez ina cut with fifty shots stuffed ina mac lil bitch Myke got the thirty in the glizzy ready to clap ya shit He gripping on it and he itching ready to wack a bitch Yeah bitch we grimey Bitch we slimey like some maggots bitch If you want smoke bitch we both blowing like we matching bitch I'm smoking gas I'm high as hell Like a flight captain bitch Ya bitch she basic But to you she all of that and shit Wholetime the gang we done twist her like a cap and shit You claim you solid But you ratting You a capping bitch Them two two threes uh hit ya head and lay you flat lil bitch So you better stay up in yo lane Before we crash lil bitch Cuz if it's up Then it's stuck Like myke pagson said We got three k's like we don't fuck with no blacks and shit I smoke a nigga Like a dutch full of that pack lil bitch I catch you slipping and i'm pushing ya wig back lil bitch Gang Gang sliding Gang sliding Gang Gang sliding Gang sliding Gang Gang Gang sliding Gang sliding Gang Gang sliding Gang sliding