Letras
Mmm, I do
Oh, nigga, I don't know
Mmm, I do
Oh, nigga, I don't know (Slickda3rd, let's go crazy)
Ayy
They sayin', "Do you wanna be rich?" (Mmm, I do)
So they say, "Stop bouncin' out" (mmm, nigga, I don't know)
But I'm tellin' you niggas, we spinnin'
We shootin' up clubs and leavin' niggas shitty
Couldn't duck a switch, we bounced out with minis
Swing this bitch, go left to right
Big boy chase, so I'm clutchin' pipes
You love me, baby, then treat me right
But this beam on the switch gon' chase ya right
It's shooters in the house that'll take ya life
Can't pop in my crib like we did you, right?
Fuck Deion, he raised a slow-ass bitch
Internet tough, won't pop out for shit
We got close up and we split your shit
But I gave you a pass 'cause I felt for the bitch
Rest in piss, on them dead-ass homies
Can't speak on mine, 'cause you was hidin' behind
I'm Long Live Blitz, he was blitzin' shit
Callin' the phone sayin' he took a kit
Back door grimy, slimy
The only way you could get close up behind him
Long live my homie, he was out here slimy
They sayin', "Do you wanna be rich?" (Mmm, I do)
So they say, "Stop bouncin' out" (mmm, nigga, I don't know)
But I'm tellin' you niggas, we spinnin'
We shootin' up clubs and leavin' niggas shitty
Couldn't duck a switch, we bounced out with minis
Swing this bitch, go left to right
Big boy chase, so I'm clutchin' pipes
You love me, baby, then treat me right
But this beam on the switch gon' chase ya right
It's shooters in the house that'll take ya life
Can't pop in my crib like we did you, right?
Fuck Deion, he raised a slow-ass bitch
Internet tough, won't pop out for shit
We got close up and we split your shit
Bitch, ha-ha, yeah
It's shooters in the house that'll take ya life
It's shooters in the house that'll take ya life
It's shooters in the house that'll take ya- (ah)