Letras
(OOo-ooo-ooo-oOo)
(Ryan, what took you so long?)
(This shit gon' be crazy, Jacc)
(Thank you, Timmy boy)
Cross that gun line, then you done
Smoke with us, you must be dumb
Perkies got my feelings numb
Bullets chew your face like gum
Give no fuck 'bout where you from
Give no fuck 'bout what you claim
Got some YNs with no bodies
They can't wait to catch a stain
They can't wait to catch a hat
They can't wait to catch a B
We ain't shootin' out no car
Bitch, we hoppin' out on feet
When you hear that, "doot, doot, doot"
You know that's them .223s
When you hear that, "frr, frr"
Nigga, that's that, ummhmm
Keep a gun on me like skin
KRISS Vec' hold a four times ten
Every gun got boxes on 'em
My lil' brodie shaved the pin
I just fully mod my Gen
Threaded barrel F&N
Finna put a body on it
The best way to break it in
Shorty got a thirty on him
Imma take it off his hands
That's what he get for all that playin'
Talkin' big like he the man
Niggas ain't must heard 'bout Scoom
We pull up and you hear, "Boom"
Then all you gon' hear is, "Vroom"
Hear that then you doomed
Cross that gun line, then you done
Smoke with us, you must be dumb
Perkies got my feelings numb
Bullets chew your face like gum
Give no fuck 'bout where you from
Give no fuck 'bout what you claim
Got some YNs with no bodies
They can't wait to catch a stain
They can't wait to catch a hat
They can't wait to catch a B
We ain't shootin' out no car
Bitch, we hoppin' out on feet
When you hear that, "Doot, doot, doot"
You know that's them .223s
When you hear that, "Frr, frr"
Nigga, that's that, ummhmm
(OOo-ooo-ooo-oOo)
(OOo-ooo-ooo-oOo)