Letras
We hit, we hit his ribcage for shit on square
They think this shit get hot
Just me personally, I got way more than them niggas from your block
We got beans, dog food, exotic smoke, a one-stop shop
Yeah, I fucked you and your friend group, and y'all give me my props
I love the smell of gunpowder, now my people find it weird
Stand on beers, I'm still a shorty, you would think I had a beard
Blood on my hands, I let it drip, embrace this shit, the blood gets smeared
I told them niggas stop that trolling, now I'm waiting outside this crib
It's 5 p.m. and we out sliding, I bet we put something up at nine
They know how I come out, man, I jump out, fapping nigga, man
He just got killed, but they don't post him, lil' bro read between the lines
They throw this ass, I laugh out loud, in other words, the bitch got slimed
Give me the green light, I get up on the bitch and let out stutter
They know it's tension, man, I told they ass, don't never mention, bruh
I lost my butt after that one little shit, bounced back and got enough
I got my Glock, a Shia, I blow bitch, I clutch it while I fuck her
We hit his ribcage for shit on square
They think this shit get hot
Just me personally, I got way more than them niggas from your block
We got beans, dog food, exotic smoke, a one-stop shop
Yeah, I fucked you and your friend group, and y'all give me my props
I love the smell of gunpowder, now my people find it weird
Stand on beers, I'm still a shorty, you would think I had a beard
Blood on my hands, I let it drip, embrace this shit, the blood gets smeared
I told them niggas stop that trolling, now I'm waiting outside this crib
Like, where's your corn, nigga, come here
Bitch
That shit hot