Letras
Bow
Yea
Aint shit green on this side we stop signs
Yea we stop signs
Bitch yea
3/23 shit boy
P-B-K the nation, use that stick or get it taken
Could learn you something with them shots, sit back, I'ma demonstrate it
I could orchestrate a lick and get you picked off broad day
Headyoungin Me and 3
All pistols, ain't no dracs
Park the car in the alley, know I gotta stay focused
I just finished the wood, so you know that I'm loaded
Swang the door, hop out, we on feet
Keep your head low when you creep, ain't no talking
Use sign language for the speak
Front line in they section, where they at, ain't outside
Swang through they hood, five days straight, no, I ain't lying
Jay then sent them warning shots, tell him, stop that hiding
I guess them boys put up
Back to the hood where I reside
Call my brother Mike for a couple ounces of that pressure
Finna flip it and stack that up
For them hard times to make it better
Lil' mama like how I handle business, say that make her wetter
Finna raw that pussy out, I'm going hard and I can't let up
That liquor got you feeling reckless, boy, you better stop it
Got the whole gang in this bitch ready to get it popping
And let a nigga flinch go with my move, it ain't no option
So many guns firing, you don't even know who's shot em
Me Jay and 3 thuggin' on that backstreet
Pussy nigga trying to check something, finna find out this shit ain't sweet
I ain't copping up to no pressure , I ain't coping out to no streets
If a nigga want that action, leave his feet up when we meet
Yeah, say what you want do
I'm in, this bitch
I'll put that bitch straight up on you
Tired of fuckin on them bitches that I be fucking, that's old news
Better have yo glizzy with extensions when I roll through
Nah, I said shawty throw that ass, yeah
Just throw it back, yeah
Throw it for a gangsta , yeah
Just let it clap, yeah
A 9mm in my fucking pocket, yeah
And I'll let it blow, pussy bitch, I hit his head
And once I flash on em they gon' wanna call the feds
And you ain't touching Ran, pussy bitch, I'll leave you dead
Shawty say she fucking with me while I'm off the meds
You know I'm full of drank yeah, I just poured up red
I'm off of casamigos
And I'm in this bitch, booted up with some freak hoes
And these bullet chew you up like some fucking Fritos
And I'm just trying to get paid like I'm fucking Nino
And I got RJ with me right on side, nigga bet not fuck with that
If them niggas dont wanna box and start shooting, then I'm bustin', back
And I'm clutchin on like 50 shots, its just me and Rugrat
You blowing up that hoe phone while I'm jamming in her cat
MBK, nigga copped out to that smoke he pussy cat
I got RJ in this bitch, I told him to light up that that yea
I had crashed the whip, I can't lie, that shit fucked up my leg
Pussy bitch, aint never blow his stick yea I'm talking bout Kev
Got my youngins out the house to try to go and slide
Masked up, down to go an catch a nigga slipping
Got a 50 on this bitch, I bet he stop the tripping
Running so fast, you know that bitch is likely slippin
I'm hanging out the back window with a .223
Nigga better not pull on side me ill stop him like a stop sign
Now he wearin a shit bag
Now he mad like he on his period
I stand on business everywhere I go
Don't say a word
Man, these niggas out here tellin
How the fuck a nigga cop out , and he wasn't even reppin
Nigga shot my cousin, and think that he was stepping
Nigga, you went broad day, killers step at night
On 3/23 I promise we gonna make shit right
I promise we gonna make shit right