Letras
Damn, look at Hawk now
Damn, look at Monty now
Damn, look at Lil' Rob
Damn
Damn, look at Tutta now
Damn, look at Fitty now
Damn (bush checks, nigga)
Yeah
They tellin' me rap, but I'm in the back of the Hawk tryna swing my door
Said I got jumped in jail, okay, that's cool, but that shit bout for sure
Push up with Dracs, buns, and ARPs, I'm outside tappin' froze
A week later, lil Deuce had died, his ass can't scream "Sloom" no more
Push up and swing my door, hop out fast, I'm tryna float
If you on, you better not be slow, we chase shit down straight to the floor (okay, okay)
Hawk had us a pack and Fitty with him, so Vert, let's blow the smoke
These niggas trollin' on the net like I don't clap shit though
Beat up they ride from left to right, just me and Blue, we out all night
Hit up the bitty, do it right, I up my gun and blow my pipe
I never got took, stop the bappin', fully trollin', that shit wack (brr)
I hit blocks, man, niggas go inside they crib like, "What it get?"
Fitty died, nobody spent, Hawk had died, his ass a bitch
Nigga said I'm washed 'cause I don't like to rap, I'm clappin' shit
But when I swing my door, I bail out fast, I'm tryna complete the blitz
The 'Vette broke, the switch jammed, I'm countin' the blue, I'm mad as shit
But I had tapped the switch on live, I went viral for doin' that shit
This lil' boy sayin' my name inside them songs like we don't spank ass and shit
Fitty died, nobody spent, Crew had died, that stupid bitch
And 40 crashed the car and Monty robbed, I got loved by a bitch (damn)