Letras
Oh ya Marcus, I see you dripping
Hundred K's we gon shoot him at his top
Put some money on his head, when I see them bodies drop
Big bankrolls (G Fazos)
When I say so (when I say so)
My shooters pop out with them glocks (them glocks)
I'm counting dead faces, I need me a knot
Came up 14 grams, I ain't have no ziplock (no ziplock)
I'm not doing no work, put the dope in my crotch
I'm not addicted, but I know I can't stop (I can't stop)
Too many opps who the fuck gon get shot
I be scamming and trapping
And still ain't got caught
Put that pussy water, I had to bring me a mop
Had this Srg motor clip, ride the whole block
I'm in Stone Mountain (catching plays)
I'm in Stone Mountain (run that stick KKK)
I'm on the Rasta block (Wagwan)
Servin the J's, I can't conversate
I gotta walk with my rocket
She rock Kawasaki
I know she got Molly's
So much racks in my pocket
Put this show, imma rock it
If I up, imma pop it
I been out the porch, you can ask my momma
If you want, we can get this shit hot like the summer
If you want, you could swim with these sharks you piranhas
Choppa got him in shock, we sent him to trauma
When you're talking bout racks, I got a whole lot of
We get the sticks and we wait for the drop off
Big drako it's gon take your top off
These are Gucci shoes, red strip not a knock off
I'm throwing these bands, make your bitch take her top off
I'm fucking this bitch, buss in her like a sawed off
Free my boy ken, you know he not an outlaw
I got exotic straight in my catalog
They popping the drako just like a Adderall (Slatt, Slatt)
Yeah
Told you how I was gon come
Before I came in
Walk in, cup in hand
I ain't stuntin no bitch
Said she know bout me
Imma go fuck the friend
Went to upgrade the drip