Letras
Oh, come on, I'm not sure I'm fine
Uh, a'ight
Time to switch to that ducky for cover, I'll cop a stick and Glock with my brother
While the police be all on my dick, we went on a chase through the glide and another
Me mugging the club, he's fucked up, last nigga tried, got him here with a cutter
Fuck what, man, I put it so good, I was beating that shit for the rocks that I love her
I pack up and get up so high, drip a dry, let the jackets go fly
Last nigga had spoken again, we checking the news, heard he died from a drive-by
That bitch get away, it's too dry, took him down, he had a brother that's too sly
Try to catch you a hat, I can give you the way, she's got him, we're right on due time
All right, come on, come on, hold this way, son
All right, son, good job, son
Alright, gon' ask for P, got ten, I'll box with that, we're moving scary (c'mon)
Gon' change no bitch, you can't change me, it's your life, Tom and Jerry
Might fuck the bitch a thousand times, but I won't never marry her
Wreck your bitch, don't want my dick, I'll go and pop the cherry
I ride and geek shit every day, you hear that shit is loud
Cookie cut up on my stick bag, and it won't make a sound (at all)
Won't fuck again, that pussy loose, that shit got hella mouths
Send a blitz to every spot, man, go move out of town
I got some shit inside that Glock that gon' fuck up and dead 'em
I fucked a friend, but I was D, that shit was accidental
Pull up in black truck every time, I'm riding presidential
No, I fucked up, she fit in me, then I fucked with a mental
Time to switch to that ducky for cover, I'll cop a stick and Glock with my brother
While the police be all on my dick, we went on a chase through the glide and another
Me mugging the club, he's fucked up, last nigga tried, got him here with a cutter
Fuck what, man, I put it so good, I was beating that shit for the rocks that I love her
Hell, no, I don't nobody know
Don't nobody know I was hitting this ho undercover, doing that on a low
Don't nobody know I was hitting that ho in the end and drop go-go's
Hit the drop and then go-go's
We in the field, better grab a coat, make you chillin' like you got pneumonia
In the field, I always get cold
Y'all niggas washed up and all of you know life, I wear it too softly
You know I'm bending over and breaking the back, and you don't want to even pose with me
Why you faking it, Captain? We know you're a rat, we know our shit, tote the shit
To the broke, we decay, man
He blow so quick, in fact, man, spin like the ceiling fan
Hit the switch, call it a day, I ain't even shoot Batman, nigga ran
That is not the truth, nigga pushing, yeah
I ain't hanging around no yes man, no middle man
You a yes man, you gon' do what he said
Just because he said it, nigga, I'm a nigga dead
I keep testing, you just see I read the message