Intro

Yeah , y’all know what the fuck going on

Yeah , Guwalla in this motherfucker

1st 48

Bop Bop Bop

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Y’all know what the fuck going on

Yeah

Chorus: **** pillow talking to these hoes like we ain’t got the drop

I ain’t talking bout the flinstones when we made his body rock

In trap serving patients

Police riding round hot

I just cop a cooling kit

Like a soda **** get popped

Sipping green like its water

Smoking pressure got me to high

Remember crushing bars in the Snapple just to get by

Now I smoke exotic I be turnt just like a fish fry

Remember I was broke I couldn’t even buy-a 3.5

Verse 1: Now I smoke 3.5 in wood just to the face

Slinding in stang told Mt to gone past me drake

Hit up Haitian for a p

I already know he got drank

Keep a 40 like I’m 40

On the block just like I’m hank

Hit up Mac just for some bows

He like Guwalla where the bitches at

Thick hoe on my line

Just like Thursday she gone throw it back

This hoe say that she love me

Ion even think I love her back

Ima hit em first

Ain’t no need for us to double back

A R 15 right next to me

Ain’t nawn **** checking me

Pull down on yo block with some sticks

Turn it to a murder scene

Sipping syrup not talking I hop

Eye shot **** fuck a thigh shot

Murder on my mind like melly

Turn yo hard top to a drop top

Chorus: **** pillow talking to these hoes like we ain’t got the drop

I ain’t talking bout the flinstones when we made his body rock

In trap serving patients

Police riding round hot

I just cop a cooling kit

Like a soda **** get popped

Sipping green like its water

Smoking pressure got me to high

Remember crushing bars in the Snapple just to get by

Now I smoke exotic I be turnt just like a fish fry

Remember I was broke I couldn’t even buy-a 3.5

Verse2: I thought you was gangster

I thought you was street

I ran it up 6 in a week

They say the strong survive

My ****, I can’t be going out weak

You say you serving the city

But don’t know the price of a p

**** be broke And bitches be fucking **** for just a fee

I come from bottom like roots

I got no heart in booth

Bitch I go hard like a tooth

I got some top from yo bitch in a couple

Then I gave her the boot

I know these **** gone hate on a ****

Since they know I’m the truth

I can’t be going back and forth with none of you ****, Like bloc boy you know ima shoot

Chorus: **** pillow talking to these hoes like we ain’t got the drop

I ain’t talking bout the flinstones when we made his body rock

In trap serving patients

Police riding round hot

I just cop a cooling kit

Like a soda **** get popped

Sipping green like its water

Smoking pressure got me to high

Remember crushing bars in the Snapple just to get by

Now I smoke exotic I be turnt just like a fish fry

Remember I was broke I couldn’t even buy-a 3.5