Who ready

**** fuck around get Deadly

Put u in a dream like Freddy

This Red dot steady

Move in 3’s like Eddie

Put u in a bag like hefty

One shot boom

Two shots 3 shots down

Bullets make his legs get heavy

Aint lovin on bih

I like how she butter my nuts

Spread on dat bih like jelly

Fuck you mean?!

My **** be lettin out steam

Shootin like we on da heat

U talkin 2 me me?

U sure u can afford that shi?

Talking that come wit a fee

FUCK YOU MEAN

Beam on Glock 19

Make u live yo dreams

U fuxk around

This bitch gon blow yo mind

Blow yo self esteem

Lemme slow down!

I don’t hide from 1’s

Bitch I’m pound 4 pound I move melo but when I shoot I’m going steph

OP wit right hand so I hit you wit da left

We toatin for fifties, movin fifties, bringing fifties to da shelf

We count dem fifties, smokind fifties

Wonder who we rollin up

He wanna test me, wanna press me

Wonder who he speaking of?

Ok now play boy feelin tough

He like to hufff he like to puff

Ok I need to take his plate I think that boy done had enough

A goofy step up in da paint, he wanna shop; we tag it up

And if a **** step on me watch a ****

Back it up

I feel like Haney

Tag it up

I move like Haney

Bag it up

Any oppas in addition

If issa problem Add it up

Man tell that hoe keep workin, twerkin, suckin, strippin. Rack it up

Keep hustlin, workin

Count it up

You public servant

Dats enough

I’m Really him I’m really him

Boy don’t mistake it

Fucc is up

And all I smoke it RATA ZAZA

DIS AINT BASIC GAS TO PUFF

I FEEL LIKE E.T IN DIS BITCH CUS I CAN REALLY GET U TOUCHED

If you hate me and I kno you ah

Jus know yo bitch went down

She call me daddy like a child

Ya my kids all in her smile

…

I move melo but when I shoot I’m going steph

OP wit right hand so I hit you wit da left

We toatin for fifties, movin fifties, bringing fifties to da shelf

We count dem fifties, smokind fifties

Wonder who we rollin up zzz gf g GG’s

He wanna test me, wanna press me

Wonder who he speaking of?

Ok now play boy feelin tough

He like to hufff he like to puff

Ok I need to take his plate I think that boy done had enough

A goofy step up in da paint, he wanna shop; we tag it up

And if a **** step on me watch a ****

Back it up

I feel like Haney

Tag it up

I move like Haney

Bag it up

Any oppas in addition

If issa problem Add it up

Man tell that hoe keep workin, twerkin, suckin, strippin. Rack it up

Keep hustlin, workin

Count it up

You public servant

Dats enough

I’m Really him I’m really him

Boy don’t mistake it

Fucc is up

And all I smoke it RATA ZAZA

DIS AINT BASIC GAS TO PUFF

I FEEL LIKE E.T IN DIS BITCH CUS I CAN REALLY GET U TOUCHED