Forrest Gump (feat. ABG Neal, Sheff G & Sleepy Hallow) [Remix]

Snakes, aye Yeah, on the block with my mans, tote the Glock in my pants Throw the rock with my hands, throwing shots, it go blam (uhh, son) Bitch, when I fuck you, don't pull on my braids Tell my ex, "Suck a dick," hope that smut die from AIDS And, my lil' bitch gave me brain, and I skeet on her face Got my mask and my gloves, so I won't leave a trace Caught a charge for my grip, and I still beat the case And I beat on my chest, you could see that I'm ape It's ABG, I bust out .83 and make 'em hula hoop Who is you? Opps walk past me like they don't know who to shoot Trap be jumping like a frog, I'm with my dog like Scooby Doo Bought my Lucky Charm, but the diamonds look like Fruity Loops Like, who is who? I bust up out the coupe, I might just shoot at you He acting tough, I might just have to show him what that Ruger do And I'm shootin' like the magic, show 'em what that voodoo do I'm pullin' up with that, it go doo-doo-doo Oh what, pull up, we bustin', out for discussion We play with drums like shit is percussion Stay with the hammer like this is construction Drink too much Henney, might shoot up the function I want the cuff and I only want focus Sippin' his doozy, I might just start dumpin' Take down the plug and now we got nothin' Child steady boomin', they got my phone jumpin' Niggas they see me and start Forrest Gump-in' They talkin' hot but I know they be bluffin' (Niggas they see me and start Forrest Gump-in') (They talkin' hot but I know they be bluffin') Look, watch how that trap jump Run of on King, get your ass slumped And I just connect from a bad one If you don't know, you better ask some' The blinkers on me, I won't pass none Them shooters know me 'cause I am one We still scorin', all for M1 And I fell in love with a handgun Look, back out, she wanna fuck, tell her, "Not now" Front on the game, get you knocked out Choke on my name, I'ma pop out Slot with the set, I'ma hop out Yeah, slot with the set, I'ma hop out Yeah, slot with the set, I'ma hop out And, my lil' bitch gave me brain, and I skeet on her face Got my mask and my gloves, so I won't leave a trace Caught a charge for my grip, and I still beat the case And I beat on my chest, you could see that I'm ape Look, they say Sheff G, he pack the tool The screws ain't tight, he let it loose Look, run up, we blast, shoot 'em down but they get out the way Duck like goose, huh Shoot again, really be scorin' shit We get the ball and they tryin' to loose, huh Move again, we need it all, get you stuck if you sticky Shoot to chew, huh They know who shot his ass, huh, shot his cousin ass Stupid, you ain't fast, spot him any rate We go spin again, drill a drill again Act like you ain't know, huh, we gon' sell some mo' We ain't knockin', bitch, we kickin' on the door, huh Bitch, we need the dough And, my lil' bitch gave me brain, and I skeet on her face Got my mask and my gloves, so I won't leave a trace Caught a charge for my grip, and I still beat the case And I beat on my chest, you could see that I'm ape