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Letra : RILEY
Ayy, woo
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Uh-huh, uh, uh-uh, uh
Uh-huh, uh, uh-uh, uh
Put a chop to his head like he special ed
Xan got a big .40 and I'll still put it down and then rack his ass
Blood all over the scene, blood on the scene, it look like a maxipad
Indian plug, hold up, that n***a got work in a taxi cab
And I still got grams in a plastic bag
Put the gun, brrt, put the gun, brrt, brrt, brrt, hey, hey, hey
b*t*h, I'm not a human being, I'm a walking Micheal Myers movie scene
Bust all over her face, she told her n***as it's acne removal cream
Swimmin' in that water, she call me big daddy, b*t*h, I'm Scooba Steve
All of these internet n***as, they need gigabytes and computer screens
Kickdoor, move ass up in the glizzy
21 Jump Street, n***as be Schmidty
Walk down 'cause these n***as be sissies
My family proud, they callin' me sticky
Big four of Wock', we ain't sippin' on whiskey
Pull up with a Fendi, they call me Ulysses
Grant my shooter with dreads, he know we gon' man that
Moonwalkin' like Mike Jack, I got spandex
Thirty bands, got a bougie b*t*h implants
Rolex watch, they askin' like "Where Ben 10 at?"
I'm servin' that sh*t like Maddy
Throwin' Scooby Snacks, "Okay Raggie"
I hit on a b*t*h, she like "Okay, daddy"
Went to jail, had a big Glock spazzin'
Choppa make him flip, he do gymnastics
n***a play with them automatics
Put the gun, brrt, put the gun, brrt, brrt, brrt, hey, hey, hey
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Uh-huh, uh, uh-uh, uh
Uh-huh, uh, uh-uh, uh
Put a chop to his head like he special ed
Xan got a big .40 and I'll still put it down and then rack his ass
Blood all over the scene, blood on the scene, it look like a maxipad
Indian plug, hold up, that n***a got work in a taxi cab
And I still got grams in a plastic bag
Put the gun, brrt, put the gun, brrt, brrt, brrt, hey, hey, hey
b*t*h, I'm not a human being, I'm a walking Micheal Myers movie scene
Bust all over her face, she told her n***as it's acne removal cream
Swimmin' in that water, she call me big daddy, b*t*h, I'm Scooba Steve
All of these internet n***as, they need gigabytes and computer screens
Kickdoor, move ass up in the glizzy
21 Jump Street, n***as be Schmidty
Walk down 'cause these n***as be sissies
My family proud, they callin' me sticky
Big four of Wock', we ain't sippin' on whiskey
Pull up with a Fendi, they call me Ulysses
Grant my shooter with dreads, he know we gon' man that
Moonwalkin' like Mike Jack, I got spandex
Thirty bands, got a bougie b*t*h implants
Rolex watch, they askin' like "Where Ben 10 at?"
I'm servin' that sh*t like Maddy
Throwin' Scooby Snacks, "Okay Raggie"
I hit on a b*t*h, she like "Okay, daddy"
Went to jail, had a big Glock spazzin'
Choppa make him flip, he do gymnastics
n***a play with them automatics
Put the gun, brrt, put the gun, brrt, brrt, brrt, hey, hey, hey
