Текст пісні
I got twenty eight shots in this magazine
Masked up on his block like its Halloween
My lips chapped in the booth I need some vasaline
Niggas know i'm spitting gas spitting gasoline
Ha niggas know I'm spitting gas
Yea ill pull up on a nigga I be all up on his ass
He try to hit a drive by, hit the driver make him crash
Hit him up right by the curb, leave him stretched up in the grass
White fazos, we busting they tomatos
Empty out the clip, empty out the whole drakeo
Keep the blicky on me why the fuck I gotta lay low
Got a bad bitch on me and she doing what I say so
Shoutout my youngings on the mont from the six
Bitch it's Tubbsgetsabag niggas know i'm with the biz
Money gang that's the set that's the click
Anybody talking reckless we got bullets get you hit
It's Money gang and Janky Boyz we taking over
You can keep them body shots we only aim above the shoulder
All this brand new money I got money getting older
I got killas riding with me masked up like it's October
Hollywood in this bitch we got drugs and the sticks
We got guns with the kick
Throwing ones at your bitch
We the wave, We the truth
Aye Tubbs what it do
We milly tint in the club all my niggas act a fool
Aye Janky boyz for the kill
Aye yo zooted what's the deal
Told my momma that I'm sorry I got caught up in the field
We them niggas do them janky
Put them on they ain't thank me
Shawty try to put it on me but the pussy might be stanky
Bitches love a nigga save me fuck it welcome to Los Angeles
It's PMF fuck it you can call me skandalos
On the block probably smoking on some cannabis
We got a couple locks for any nigga want to handle it
Said that's your bitch? Fuck it nigga we gone share it out
If that's your bitch then why she asking for my whereabouts?
You niggas simping for a bitch that I don't care about
A nigga got a problem it ain't nothing we can air it out
Shawty suck it, spit it like her last day