Lyrics

He catch a shot (he catch a shot) He think I'mma box Bend thru that block with two twin glocks When I spin through da (uhh) all you hear is shots like They get tactic He say he a ooter ain't toting no ratchet Lil thotie a hooty I won't even bag it And I don't do fts for niggas I'm taxing Backdoor open I ain't even cappin' like Die six die four die twos Even though I'm a rapper still gon' make the news Why these n- keep dissing for views He got one to his head unlucky like He survived now that n- a dummy In the booth I'mma roll up some dummy Mix it with lotti and the grabba punching like I don't diss but I get to the money All my opps broke all them niggas bummy Big knock on my hip when I'm clutching N- be mad cause the city I run it like I was just fifteen toting fifteen Tell the opps b- I'm ready for war And no I ain't playing games with my life n- B- I'm taking that chop to the store Up it up it up it like I'm 'bout to toss Lost bro and I show no remorse So why would I show some to yours Like I'm a demon I send bout eight And you know that I'm bangin' for Wasca On that block toting chops everyday Like can't wait till a catch me a flocka He catch a shot (he catch a shot) He think I'mma box Bend thru that block with two twin glocks When I spin through da (uhh) all you hear is shots like They get tactic He say he a ooter ain't toting no ratchet Lil thotie a hooty I won't even bag it And I don't do fts for niggas I'm taxing Backdoor open I ain't even cappin' like I really like your body I really wanna get naughty I think you're such a hottie Slow dancing in the party Oh yes, bring me the money Book a flight to Miami Baby take me out the country Like how you spin with no showers you stupid (dumb) This chop make noise no music (no music) Like metro it can get to booming In the street the know that I'm ruthless I'm the risk taker and with splif makers Keep one in the head she can't line me Me and roscoe like MJ an scotty Oh f- like bobby Free scotty that's the n- that up it and aim for skelottis Free scotty we was uping in public that shit was a hobby like I'm really on that shit since I was young I was taking them risks Call up roscoe g for the hit all it take is a click now that n- dismissed I really like your body I really wanna get naughty
Writer(s): Edot Babyy, Jesse Ogosi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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