30 (feat. Bizzy Banks)

This is Woo (Woo)

This is crip (Ayo, Cig)

From the cut (Ayo, Cig)

Huh? (Grrt)

Fuck is you talkin' 'bout, ****? (Baow)

Huh? Baow(Baow)

Stupid (Baow)

It's thirty-two in the clip, ****

(Whoo)

Grrt

Whoo (Baow)

Baow, movie

Pop Smoke, Bizzy

Like (Like)

Dawg, pass me the sitchy, I'm clutch

Tell 'em come spin my block

Tell 'em come send them shots

You ain't no shoota

You just talk that chop

You don't want beef, you just want some pops

I ain't get touched, how are you my opp?

Bitch, I'm too sauced

No, I don't dance, the Glock in my pants

The most I might do is the woo walk

The most I might do is the woo walk

And I know they mad

Look, but please don't act silly

If I'm spinnin' a black flag, they gon' think I'm a dizzy

Bitch, I'm a sleaze, baow, give a fuck who you be

Yeah, I fuck with them real **** who fuckin' with me

(Real ****)

Don't ask if I'm GDK, nah

(At all, at all)

****, I'm EBK

Fuck the judge and the DEA

(Fuck them ****)

Suck dick if you feel a way

I'm a lil' body, but I talk like a big body

'Cause I put in that pain

I walk with that lil' body, but I back out that big body

If you speak on my name

These **** know nothin' 'bout me

But they gon' keep talkin' 'bout me

And that shit ain't goin' change

I been in the cell, it ain't shit you can tell me

If you ain't got hands, invest in elevens

Toughest **** in your squad gon' be tellin'

The older **** that be with me some felons

I really talk on the beats

If you not in the streets, you won't understand it

I get the choppa, that **** gon' panic

Headshot, cause a whole lotta damage, like

Headshot, cause a whole lotta damage

Yeah, I got Ruger with me, Leaky with me, bitch

We don't spin in no Ubers

And I got Rilla with me, Juju with me, bitch

(That's a whole lotta shootas)

We might hit ya medulla

You can't get busy with me, jiggy with me

Demon with me, hundo with me

First **** actin' silly, catch a figgy

Pass the glizzy and just watch how he run

Watch how he

Dawg, pass me the sitchy, I'm clutch

Tell 'em come spin my block

Tell 'em come send them shots

You ain't no shoota

You just talk that chop

You don't want beef, you just want some pops

I ain't get touched, how are you my opp?

Bitch, I'm too sauced

No, I don't dance, the Glock in my pants

The most I might do is the woo walk

The most I might do is the woo walk

And I know they mad

But please don't act silly

If I'm spinnin' a black flag, they gon' think I'm a dizzy

Tell that **** to spin

That's when the party begin

Yeah, my Glock full of sins

Bullet hit ya chin, I walk away grinnin'

If you jack my shit K, then it's fuck what you said

(K, K, fuck, fuck)

Bizzy send shots where you lay

Bizzy send shots where you look

Said I'm 823, sanctioned

Reach for my chain, we gon' spank 'em

I ain't your regular gang member

Everybody know I'm sanctioned

If I step on the island, we wildin' out

I ain't gon' stop till the guards is out

Free Psych Bike, free Ziggy Zah

My **** raisin' the body count (Free all my ****)

.44 Bulldog, make 'em get back

I ain't with the talk or the chitchat

Get your shit cracked

If I back up the chop, betta get back

Call Dread, that's the new Tom Brady

**** gettin' no bread, 'cause they lazy

Tell Dread lift 'em, if that **** talkin' crazy (Lift that ****)

Now it's fuck you, pay me

Or bullets start blazin'

Since I was young, we invested in guns

Now we lookin' at the stars in the Wraith

While I'm gettin' head by your bae

She like "Papi, I love how you taste"

She like "Papi, can you nut?"

I'm like "Baby, just wait"

I told her to

Dawg, pass me the sitchy, I'm clutch

Tell 'em come spin my block

Tell 'em come send them shots

You ain't no shoota

You just talk that chop

You don't want beef, you just want some pops

I ain't get touched, how are you my opp?

Bitch, I'm too sauced

No, I don't dance, the Glock in my pants

The most I might do is the woo walk

The most I might do is the woo walk

And I know they mad

But please don't act silly

If I'm spinnin' a black flag, they gon' think I'm a dizzy