歌词
H-R-L, H-R-L, H-R-L, H-R-L
Saint bro pass me that glizzy
I'ma walk down with this 50 and put nine up in this 50
They know this shit get wicked, hop on out with Buku glizzy
Put that bitch right to his body, make that **** lose his kidney, yeah, yeah
Ain't no capping bout them switches, we might have to bring them out
You must have heard we slinging iron from that south side to the north
Pull up on this block, drive like 60, then we draw the choke
Hit you with that drink, that's that bitch, I close your fucking mouth
Can't wait to hop out with that good and get your **** sold
They repping on that game, but game the ones who up on scores
Send Buku shots, made him move out, make **** kiss the floor
Thought we was capping bout them switches, bet them **** know
Push on your block, make shit get low, run out your side
I got this Glock, finger itching to bust your top
Got a baby top, this bitch put you up in a box
I get the drop, push up on him, his body locked
Hit you with that game, the only way you see is heaven gate
Switches sprayed, tell them bro, we gotta cuss or else you dead
Don't get caught up in that whip, bitch, get fucked over
Hopping out, I'm bucking Drake, this bitch, I'm fucking up my shoulder
Smoking out the zip, yeah, this shit threat, yeah, this your fucking brother
**** playing them goofy game, watch how I come through, crack another
Watch how I come and crack another, send the shots, I let your brother
We got Glocks, we got mops, and they all fucking stuttered
Leave a frown up on your mother, all these hoes green, I can cuff
Fucking thot, she fuck with us, don't get hit up with this cup
But say you love me, send a drop, so I can pop a fucking top
Man, all these hoes do is plot, trying to trap me with a baby
Damn, that's so much, think I'm crazy, feel like Sniller, bitch, I'm shaded
Throwing bullets like I'm Brady, y'all get going in for the scope
He trying to tag a ****, told, fuck all the hoes, these **** scary
Me and Kelly on your block, man, this shit here can get scary
I'm the team player, bitch, so you know that I'm a carry
You know we up up on the scope, spin the Glocks and drop some hoes
Say, bro, pass me that Glizzy, I'ma walk down with this 50 and put nine up in this fitted
They know this shit get wicked, hopping out with Buku Glizzy
Put this bitch straight to his body, make that **** lose his kidney, yeah, yeah
Ain't no capping with them switches, we might have to break them out
You may say, hey, we slinging iron from that south side to the north, yeah, bitch
From the south side to the north, yeah, they already know who drop the chopper, bitch, check the scope, yeah, well..
Written by: web Livin
