She told me to walk in and get it
Came in on a Sunday I split it
Bro you can't make a drill song. Fuck did you say?
Guess what I did it
Or do it need to sound Lil British
Can't fuck with the rock mind your business
I can't do that shit
Put them titties in my face, hell yeah I needs that
Yeah You looking real good, yeah boo I sees that
Double D me or you ain't getting no text back
Actually when I finish, you ain't getting no text back
Glock double stacked and the semi don't end
Just a Lil straightening then I gotta spin again
Ain't gassin no doobies or smoking back ends
I keep it on my side like that shit my best friend
Ain't no mountain high
Ain't no valley low
That gone keep me from getting to you baby
You know I'm ready to go
You know you can get cute
All my shooters gone shoot for you baby
Yeah We can get high
Or you can get low
Imma make that shit scream
Like it caught the Holy Ghost
Got a brand new tote
So we ready for smoke
I just hope to see you, yeah you baby
Yeah like RIP Marvin, Tammi, Amy
Long live my Grandma,she aint dead but long live her
Free my homie he just killed 37 people you know what I'm sayin
He not guilty though
1 Dead, 2 dead, 3 dead, 1 dead bitch
Shake your fucking ass bitch! For the dead homies
For the Homies
