Letras
C'mon, y'all know what's up with me
Yeah, c'mon
Yeah, we bouncin' off the whip like we shootin' a repo
Stick shift too, yeah, I told Shawty that's our flow
You be dissin' but you can't make it, you don't got no goals
She tryna bounce in the club while she livin' on the stove
You be lackin' with the opps like I always been right
I'm in the airplane, finna travel, this a big flight
Zay is just a slimy dude, yeah, he always keep his pipe
Yeah, I'm feelin' like Kareem, you ain't never had no hype
C'mon
He be dissin' like I'm tryna end the line
I got your girly-girly in the room while she actin' shy
Got my glocky on her on my side like I'm tryna pop today
I'm tryna buy a whole thing, man, skip a jet to Hollywood
And if you playin' with the gang, he gon' hear with his glock
Gon' sing a lot, y'all ain't hear nothin, yeah, I might drop today
Got the chopper on my side, I'm tryna keep it good
Fell down the stairs, broke his leg, is you good
C'mon, skip that hellcat, we gon' pull up in that truck
Spin out on the opps block, yeah, I ain't never sayin' nothin
And I ain't never cap, I'm the realest in the dot
Got a glock, we gon' hit him in his head, we gon' make him bleed
You know, Zay, that's my brudda, yeah, that's my brudda
Yeah, lil' Shawty gon' slide me while he put you on the T
Yeah, yeah, yeah, c'mon
If this Glocky on your ass, I'll tap it once, your ass ain't breathin
He tried to run, but his ass was steady leakin
I be stayin' on them drugs like I'm addicted, like anemic
We slide once, then we at least hittin' 50
On the phone with different bitches, they be showin' me they titties
Tryna send a nigga up, load up the Glock and throw him 50
I bought a Switch up in your face, I have a pussy nigga runnin
I got a Drake with hella switches on it, yeah, I got a button
Pussy nigga tryna play, I get my drink and have it dunkin
Now, I don't know who picked this beat, but this beat ain't got me pumpin
Got some money, go to Donki's, don't mind if I have him runnin