Seahawk

Brrrrr Glock twenty-three Red and blue beam It look like the seahawks Put a nigga in da pond Better not piss me off Knock a tree off High speed in da red eye Five car totaled Get lost Then I go pour a I done popped to many Percocet's I got to throw up Book who for a show And they ain't came I bet I show up Big brrrr on my neck You touch dat hoe it damn near blow up Yeah, it's going to go up Go get that switch Just like my grandma Get yo ass tore up Don't let him see you out Cause at yo funeral he gon show up And you ain't in da streets If you don't think we got dat score up We damn near put four more up Now let me shut up Aye I got like two switches on me to match this double cup This hoe super thick plus she natural But she ugly as fuck Fuck up out my face I can't use you to set a monkey up Got up on his ass Quick set him up with a bad bitch That shit there funny had his momma on some sad shit Bitch we bring trauma Shit ask my daddy I been had automatics I was bout fourteen I ask my daddy can I have this He said son go ahead Just wake up every day and grab it Never do no pump faking You up you better blast it And we put him in the grass We put shit up in his back bitch Brrrrr Glock twenty-three Red and blue beam It look like the seahawks Put a nigga in da pond Better not piss me off Knock a tree off High speed in da red eye Five car totaled Get lost Then I go pour a I done popped to many Percocet's I got to throw up Book who for a show And they ain't came I bet I show up Big brrrr on my neck You touch dat hoe it damn near blow up I ain't never ran from shit I damn near forgot how to run Stack out his house We gone kill his ass on a garbage run Hop out dat cat and hit they block up in the Avalon Kilt him off the block The fuck you mean nigga you forgot yo gun What Pussy Fuck you mean you left it at the house Aye take him to that backyard Better knock his ass out He move with You know we strategic and military We hit they block Choppa had a seizure and killing shit I went to school with dat boy I know dat boy been a bitch He used to take names when the teacher left He been a snitch But now he gang banging In the steamer with a switch Whats twenty-three feel like I'm forty The streets is over that it Brrrrr Glock twenty-three Red and blue beam It look like the seahawks Put a nigga in da pond Better not piss me off Knock a tree off High speed in da red eye Five car totaled Get lost Then I go pour a I done popped to many Percocet's I got to throw up Book who for a show And they ain't came I bet I show up Big brrrr on my neck You touch dat hoe it damn near blow up Boom Go up It damn near go up Pussy