LIL Hank Flow

Five hundred bows in the trunk I done made a quarter ticket before lunch I ain't trying to argue with no opps I'm strictly punching shit in da blunt Strictly punch shit in da He mad at da bitch cause I stopped her Made the hoe drive to Atlanta With five hundred bows in her maxima I throw the M's for da hood But a throw the dub for Ain't trying to argue with opps I strictly want to know where you at Head shot next shot hit chest Get to drop Putting shit to rest The opps my age They know what's up Made a few of deem bitches break out they vest The opps my age They know what's up Don't play wit thirty ball I put shit up You ain't even get back for lil cuz How the fuck you gon dis on my big cuz When I come through shit getting hit up City ban I had to put the switch up Fuck it bring the switch back out One old ass opp got shot in his mouth In da city need no voucher I don't think lil man going to get off dat couch Nah I don't need no more High speed hellcat Just break through the south These. Niggas ain't running my route Bet none of these niggas won't come my way I don't chopped every bad hoe in my hood Now I'm chopping bad shit in da bay My lil nigga cranking up rays Keeping switches and dracs Got motion can send you some plays These broke ass niggas still rolling no shades Catch him local he can have a nice day These broke ass boys ain't having no cake One opp got a big ass mouth Get to running everytime a nigga get to hitting this drac Pull me too da side 4 0 knock a chuck out yo ass I can hit they block same time next week But I started the Monday before last Whole city know I'm a black nigga Don't play with me cause they know imma crash I throw the M's for da hood But a throw the dub for Ain't trying to argue with opps I strictly want to know where you at Head shot next shot hit chest Get to drop Putting shit to rest The opps my age They know what's up Made a few of deem bitches break out they vest Walk in da section Bitch breaking her neck Slam her Bitch got me breaking a sweat Put a switch on a Headshot gang we yelling who next I fucked a bitch Don't like her TRX truck is a striker Might put a hit in da viper None remember these certified snipers Dope laying and I'm picking it up I ain't breaking shit down I'm selling dat whole Hell nah ain't selling my soul Cause I'm selling these hoes what I'm selling these bows And you know a nigga selling out shows Ain't a place a drop a spot that I can't go Nigga playing we wiping his nose Dracs chop to his throat Going to curl a bitch toes I throw the M's for da hood But a throw the dub for Ain't trying to argue with opps I strictly want to know where you at Head shot next shot hit chest Get to drop Putting shit to rest The opps my age They know what's up Made a few of deem bitches break out they vest