Lirik

Mm-mm-mm-mm Mm-mm-mm-mm Shit get wicked Mm-mm-mm-mm Mm-mm-mm-mm Like, what you sayin'? Sabree did me dirty, but she end up keepin' it real Lil' Juvie did that time, and got out and copped him a deal The judge gave me that time, but I swear you were not ahead I heard them boys, they sliming, I'm wantin' to catch you slippin' Shit, my pops wasn't there, so I guess I wasn't his My mama gave us salt on them crackers when we were kids Still clutching on that knock Glock, my auntie, she took us in Shots fired off in that coach with my cousin, she end up dead Tryna empty the clip on a nigga and bust his head Caught me slippin' with Kendra, she told me nigga had dread But when I catch a monster, that chopper gon' make him dead Pull up to that Lil' Juvie, I'm uppin', now what you saying? Like, what you sayin'? Mm-mm-mm-mm Mm-mm-mm-mm Shit get wicked Mm-mm-mm-mm Mm-mm-mm-mm Like, what you sayin'? And that's how we rocking, these niggas talking, keep that Glock in my pocket Don't make no move 'cause we steppin', folks line it up with that rocket It's bound to be a murder, like, fuck what you sayin' JMB, we in the streets, we tryna stay out that can Can't do that shit, not again, sit in the trap with that burner Tried to break lil' mama heart and leave, them lil' ones are hurting Tryna keep that shit a G, walk with that stick if they lurkin' I told that boy, like, what you sayin'? Bitch, lay back in that hearse Mm-mm-mm-mm Mm-mm-mm-mm Mm-mm-mm-mm Mm-mm-mm-mm Like, what you sayin'?
Writer(s): Justen Rainey, Myrinn Williams, Marcos Vinicius Correia Mota Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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