Loopy

Come on (keep yo' head on a swivel, his head on a swivel)

Uh-huh

Come on, we finna do it like this

Told bro keep his head on a swivel

If you see a nigga, on bro, better blow, blow, blow

We got DA in the back and he smokin' a black 'cause my bro on parole

I tote that brr, run back to the car

That shit was quick, we got a free car

Let's go to the 6, hit the low F5

Got bent at 6 ain't nobody out

I'm tired of lurkin', don't come outside

Blow through the curtains and pose for a pic

We t-shirt him (last car he was in was a big-ass hearse)

The opps be here with them big-ass clothes

I kept me a fan, move wrong get a show

Hear that frr, he's holdin' his shirt

I know he mad, he just hurt, know he hurt

I know he mad 'cause he thought I was local, the whole time I'm goin' global

Uh, she know I'm that nigga, smokin' take one, put a paper, gon' tap on your shoulder

Bro, got a choppa in the stores, concealed in his coat, it's a three-inch barrel

She know I'm havin' my way with this shit, on my dress to do count apparel

Bro, gon' shoot, he ain't suited for nothin'

Get the lo' in the free car rush, got the low at eight

Hopped out and tapped that Drac and I stained just like

He think he big tryna swing his knuckles, I'ma duck it and tap that button

These bitch here got key no aim, I'ma swing it, hit you on your buddy

Them niggas ain't slime for sale or pale snake

Them niggas die for nothing

Tread back and I try to check make him, cut out for life going forty in a hundred

Lil 23 that's my fucking Z, if I give him one call, he coming

Lil Tommy D, he better not give me no call 'cause when I just come, it's Freddy

Told bro keep his head on a swivel

If you see a nigga, on bro, better blow, blow, blow

We got DA in the back and he smokin' a black 'cause my bro on parole

I tote that brr, run back to the car

That shit was quick, we got a free car

Let's go to the 6, hit the low F5

Got bent at 6 ain't nobody out

I'm tired of lurkin', don't come outside