Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
ShooterGang Kony
Vocals
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris O'Bannon
Producer
Lirik
[Verse 1]
Free Jody out the cage, they want us to trade
You only kissin' on that bitch, I'm assumin' you gay, ay
Got a hooker beggin' to stay
You can see me in your hood givin' tapers and fades, ay
[Verse 2]
**** gave up his life, there's a story
I play too much, I'll probably torture her and record it
She bore me
Catch me in her house like Corey
I'm tryna send a hooker on the road, no glory
I got a couple **** doin' bad, they'll shoot his ass
Just to get a picture and be glad, who are you to tag?
Ice cubes glide on my neck, look at your stupid ass
Decorate a **** all good, like a Louie bag
[Verse 3]
Ay, everything Gucci, that mean it's good
I don't take her to the booth, bitch, I'm in this hood
I got a white bitch, all she do is juug
When she trap with her friends, I call 'em pecker woods, ugh
Bitches love me, I think it's my belt, ugh
Ain't gutter over here, everything good
Bitch, I'm only 5'6", but I'm shook
Take a chain off this neck, bitch, I wish a **** would
[Verse 4]
He hyphy, hyphy if he think he finna fight me
I might be Spike Lee and just shoot with his wifey
High speed, I'm 'bout to check like I'm Nike
She send a paragraph, I just leave her on typing
Fight me, fight me, I'm close range but I'll snipe ya
Might get up on a ****, face shot like a ID
Bite me, bite me, I'm a mack, you need guidance
Bitch, I'm the king, I'm a tyrant
[Verse 5]
Breeze by and I squeeze, they in the Prez' blowin' trees
Ask me what I bang, I don't think you from the P
I'm only one gang, but the S from the G
But I'm lying 'cause I'm 6'1" beef, fuck 2-3
Free the jump-man, watch him jump when I hit him up
On the wrong side of the fence, get your **** plucked
And for every bullet hole, I want a hundred bucks
Hit the wrong man, I don't plan on givin' up
[Verse 6]
Ay, free Kony out the cage
Shoot 'em when he saw 'em, smoked a **** twice his age
I'm stayin' here, fuck a **** need a trade
You can see me in your hood givin' fades, I line some
K-Squeeze got the juice, he'll find some
**** seein' gold, they like, "Where he get blind from?"
He ain't never caught a shot, let him try one
Even with a graze, I'ma count it as a light one
[Verse 7]
Ay, everything Gucci, that mean it's good
I don't take her to the booth, bitch, I'm in this hood
I got a white bitch, all she do is juug
When she trap with her friends, I call 'em pecker woods, ugh
Bitches love me, I think it's my belt, ugh
Ain't gutter over here, everything good
Bitch, I'm only 5'6", but I'm shook
Take a chain off this neck, bitch, I wish a **** would
[Verse 8]
He hyphy, hyphy if he think he finna fight me
I might be Spike Lee and just shoot with his wifey
High speed, I'm 'bout to check like I'm Nike
She send a paragraph, I just leave her on typing
Fight me, fight me, I'm close range but I'll snipe ya
Might get up on a ****, face shot like a ID
Bite me, bite me, I'm a mack, you need guidance
Bitch, I'm the king, I'm a tyrant
