Got It for Anybody

Twin gloccs and a Spoety Face, Henny no kinda chase

We sag in this marathon, fuck who we tryin race

Aye these bitches better act right

We just shot it out with succas last night

Did the last **** who tried to take my place

But i got it for anybody checking my spoety face

Aye these bitches better act right

We just shot it out with succas last night

Body for body ****, it's shells for many men

Play if your wan't loc, these pistols is never bent

Hell on earth, then the bodies is heaven sent

Terrace Ave on a bitch ****, funerals, evidence

The fades they turn me off, im horny to blast a ****

Ask the last **** how we gassed the last ****

For the fully i switch it up, never i hesitate

Fucc with my spoety ****, the funk reciprocate (****)

Keep the blam tucced just in case a **** act up

**** better back up before they get clapped up

Masked up, two gloccs inside the G-whip

"I dont know that ****! Hell naw, i aint see shit!"

I ain't tripping on the funk, **** used to that

Spin they blocc hot, now they tryin' get they shooter bacc

And I ain't tripping on the funk, **** used to that

Spin they blocc hot, now they tryin' get they shooter bacc

Twin gloccs and a Spoety Face, Henny no kinda chase

We sag in this marathon, fuck who we tryin race

Aye these bitches better act right

We just shot it out with succas last night

Did the last **** who tried to take my place

But i got it for anybody checking my spoety face

Aye these bitches better act right

We just shot it out with succas last night

Four Duece banging, curl my fingers, that one nine (SOS)

Old ****, lookin' like he with that one time

Fucc ****, talkin on the set im bucc mines

All heads turnin', catch a joint from that South Side

Got the drop on little bud, Terrrace Ave with a kill switch

Got shot, fucc the feds street know i ain't spill shit

Still in the game, cuz homie i aint no scared bitch

Fuck all that cuz this S O S crip

I'm in the cut, like Hendawg, im fixing to shoot somethin

A stocc clip to making music i dont need no drum

We took some trips and why yall playing like yall toating guns

Terrace Ave mover, Oxnard, Im a Avey son

And **** playing two sides but we ain't goin for it

Tell them **** that's losing look on the score board

And **** playing two sides but we ain't goin for it

Tell them **** that's losing look on the score board

Twin gloccs and a Spoety Face, Henny no kinda chase

We sag in this marathon, fuck who we tryin race

Aye these bitches better act right

We just shot it out with succas last night

Did the last **** who tried to take my place

But i got it for anybody checking my spoety face

Aye these bitches better act right

We just shot it out with succas last night