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(Jake Angel on the-)
Yeah, I don't hoot and holler (hoo)
Got my problem solver right beside me, that's my chopper (brrt)
Swear my .40 is a player, when it bust, it blocka (damn)
Try to make him weave and bob, something like a rasta (woi)
My homies tryna get involved, I told 'em naw, I got 'em
Switch on the Glock, meet the Holy Ghost (yeah, yeah)
Stiff with the shot, they don't want the smoke (yeah, yeah)
First, I step back, let it go (swish)
Ay, shoot my shot, it swish (splash), them opps be throwin' up bricks (bricks)
B-, I should've been on the drumline 'cause I keep the cannon like Nick (brrt)
Homie asked me for a light, and I keep the fire, but the bitch ain't no Bic
Had to link up with Boosie 'cause I been a bad- since I was a jit, -
Pull up with an AR-15 on an ATV
Extension on my head and my neck flooded with VVs
If I spin the first time, it's gon' work 'cause I don't like repeats
And if it don't, I'll spin again like a DJ, repeat
I brought trap to country (yeehaw), brought the trap to country, bitch (naw, for real)
CMG don't like me 'cause l'm talkin' 'bout servin' junkies, bitch
CG, Florida, Polk County legend, my hood love me, bitch
Always clutchin' on my stick, 'cause I ain't never been without it
Yeah, I don't hoot and holler (hoo)
Got my problem solver right beside me, that's my chopper (brrt)
Swear my .40 is a player, when it bust, it blocka (damn)
Try to make him weave and bob, something like a rasta (woi)
My homies tryna get involved, I told 'em naw, I got 'em
Switch on the Glock, meet the Holy Ghost (yeah, yeah)
Stiff with the shot, they don't want the smoke (yeah, yeah)
First, I step back, let it go (swish)
(Boosie Badazz)
Police on my trail, say I'm ridin' with a rocket on me
I told 'em, "Oh, well, I done beat too many bodies, homie"
Run up if you want, I'll have you weavin' and you're bobbin'
Homies tryna get involved, I don't need 'em, dog, I got 'em
Keep a six-shotter (six-shotter)
And ain't nothin' jumpin' out it, you got big problems (big problems)