Lyrics
I walk you down with this bey on my hip with this blade in my pocket, bitch, ready to rip
I see no evil, but niggas be trippin', they all on my dick day they tryna just hear
Niggas be jumpin', that shit is a nogo I pull out the Uzi and make this bitch clear.
Run through the city like villains at night, I am neegan, he glen and he finna get split
Can't catch my ass, cause my nigga I'm mobile
Face is ass now and that shit gon' go global
Make em a dance, and I'm bopping on social like New Yorkers dance on they fallen ass soldiers
Me and my bitch we be trapping with motion
If anything happen, get that Glock out your purse
Hand me the tool, and I'm uping it first like Rick with the Saviors , get put on a shirt
If she get hit, it's gon' turn into a blood bath, like damon and Stephen be out when the sun out, Nigga like damn with guns out .
Glock 18 with a dick finna rundown
Hit with the pistol, it evolve and it's good now
I smack him down with the bat like I'm neegan now
We don't give out testers
Nigga trying to test us
He won't see the semester
I'll cop Celine B the sweater
No, I don't fuck with Balenci
Them niggas need to do better
Polaroid pics in the winter
Glock 19, take them out like it's dinner
These niggas broke one day, why they so bitter
I be shitting on these niggas like litter
Come get your bitch before I hit her
I'm getting racks, I don't see a contender
If Double D come, then he pulling the trigger
Here we go, shoot his ass down, give him something to remember
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WRITERS
Calvin Houston
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