Lyrics
Aye we finna go to Fort Worth yuh
Aye grab them sticks nigga them mother fuckers loaded
Aye straap usa shit bitch nigga play they gone die on god
Catch me in La Vegas with 4 sticks
Boy we gone run him down he ain't on shit
I swear jojo like curry he don't miss
Niggas just want attention they straight bitch
My big brother like debo he take shit
Got your bitch in LA on some bay shit
Steady smacking your lips on some gay shit
I just hit for about 10 in one day quick
Ole lame ass nigga trying to rap beef
Pull up make them run like a tack met
Nigga quit sneak dissing get at me
Make the bitch fall in love she gone tat me
Ole clown ass nigga tried to tax me
Had to run him out of town that was last week
Trap jumping out the gym like a athlete
Tell them killers shoot him up till he od
She ain't fucking bet I fuck her friend
Amg I pull up in a benz
We ain't knocking we breaking straight in
Do a dance when I get the weight in
And they shooting outside stay in
Every day we gone slide no playing
Only hang with the guys no fiends
And its up niggas better start praying
Everyday I be riding with gwop
And tray d on they side with the chop
Talking tough when they seen me they shocked
Its too late to talk it out he getting shot
Light it up like the 4th of July
Russia cream steady rolling up opps
Aye I'm having this shit yuh a lot
Ole rat ass nigga I don't fuck with no cops
I ain't bragging the shooting was target
Ain't just rapping go ask him what happen
Hit his car up we almost had them crashing
Pulled off from the scene we was laughing
Fucked the bitch off the bean everlasting
She gone eat up the dick while I'm sitting back relaxing
Then I kicked that bitch out when she nagging
I don't fuck with else niggas they wack
Set a niggas ass up get him jacked