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Glraah glraah
What, what
Glraah glraah
What what
Glraah glraah
Grrrahhh!
Kick it in my city, I bet it get gritty
Straight facts in my songs, I'm causing attention (Glraah, Glraaah, Glraaah)
DOA fiend and I wreck sh*t
Baddie from Texas
Money been stacking like Tetris (Glraah, Glraaah)
[?], ain’t no bigger than me
If he jackin' then b*t*h I'm jackin’, like
They told my brother "see I ain't no other"
I swear I been ready to dead sh*t
I'mma just keep it a hunnid, these n***as on nothing
They rapping and don't even bread sh*t
Me and bro, we put the hood on the map
All them n***as is cap
But the real really get it
He tweakin', he geekin'
He tweaked, he geeked
He tweaked, he geeked (Aye!)
He tweaked, he geeked! (Grrahh, boom boom)
Aye!
She ain't even got her bands up (B*t*h!)
Bet I got thirty right now, you ain't more than my Fanta (Thottie!)
Pop out, 2, 3, 4 Glocks (Boom boom)
Put ya hands up (Gang!)
Wet a n***a, hit a n***a man’s up
These b*t*hes been play, these n***as fugazi
Do you dirty, do you bad on camera
Got a n***a on go
My n***as don’t talk
Just drill, get killed with no answers (Boom)
I'm gifted
Told him go higher, he upped it and lifted (Uh, uh!)
B*t*hes want smoke I’m a roll it and spliff it
Hang with them n***as, get hit with the victim
But for a body? My cousin was with it
Like, b*t*hes be dissing but all in my mentions
N***as be chattin', let's get right to the business
I'm moving, no dissing (Thottie)
He shoot till it’s empty
I'm at his head, we gon pump till it pop
We got unlimited bullets and Glocks
Take out a Ruger, don't run up; get shot
I'm a pretty lil b*t*h but my get rocks
Geekin'
B*t*hes...
You uh, get stiches (What?)
These n***as?
Is b*t*hes
I'm a gangsta a** b*t*h, I'm bad, he wishin
(Gang! Gang! Gang!)
Kick it in my city, I bet it get gritty
Straight facts in my songs, I'm causing attention (Glraah, Glraaah, Glraaah)
DOA fiend and I wreck sh*t
Baddie from Texas
Money been stacking like Tetris (Glraah, Glraaah)
[?], ain't no bigger than me
If he jackin' then b*t*h I'm jackin', like
They told my brother "see I ain't no other"
I swear I been ready to dead sh*t
I'mma just keep it a hunnid, these n***as on nothing
They rapping and don't even bread sh*t
Me and bro, we put the hood on the map
All them n***as is cap
But the real really get it
He tweaked, he geeked
He tweaked, he geeked
He tweaked, he geeked
He tweaked, he geeked!
(Like what?)
Said he had tweaked, like yea we gon see (Like what?)
Known to geek, b*t*hes diss Shani B
Like watch how you step if you stepping to me
I ain't jackin' no b*t*h that ain't checkin with me
Like damn, if a n***a move wrong he left
N***as sayin it's lit for a b*t*h, I'm like bet
And I'm sliding with a stick, all black, nike tech
And this .40 got a kick, no cap, big flex
Oh he tweakin'?
Bro leave him
Brodie hop out the V and get to squeezing
Show no remorse and leave his body leaking
If you ain't got it on you why you reaching?
Oh he geekin'?
Like, say that
Pa**ing the knock, my n***as finna spray that (Boom, boom, boom!)
Spinning the block, my n***as, we don't play that
Have a b*t*h get the drop and find out where you lay at (Goofy)
Like, most of these n***as be fans
But they hating and sh*t, so it's all for the gram
Like damn, I'll throw that lil b*t*h in the van
If we can't get to her, we gon' get to her mans
Like damn, I ain't into making all the shows
But it's up with whoever jackin', they want smoke
I got bro in the car, I know he finna throw
If the boys pulling up, I know he ain't gon fold (Stupid)
Kick it in my city, I bet it get gritty
Straight facts in my songs, I'm causing attention (Glraah, Glraaah, Glraaah)
DOA fiend and I wreck sh*t
Baddie from Texas
Money been stacking like Tetris (Glraah, Glraaah)
[?], ain't no bigger than me
If he jackin' then b*t*h I'm jackin', like
They told my brother "see I ain't no other"
I swear I been ready to dead sh*t
I'mma just keep it a hunnid, these n***as on nothing
They rapping and don't even bread sh*t
Me and bro, we put the hood on the map
All them n***as is cap
But the real really get it
What, what
Glraah glraah
What what
Glraah glraah
Grrrahhh!
Kick it in my city, I bet it get gritty
Straight facts in my songs, I'm causing attention (Glraah, Glraaah, Glraaah)
DOA fiend and I wreck sh*t
Baddie from Texas
Money been stacking like Tetris (Glraah, Glraaah)
[?], ain’t no bigger than me
If he jackin' then b*t*h I'm jackin’, like
They told my brother "see I ain't no other"
I swear I been ready to dead sh*t
I'mma just keep it a hunnid, these n***as on nothing
They rapping and don't even bread sh*t
Me and bro, we put the hood on the map
All them n***as is cap
But the real really get it
He tweakin', he geekin'
He tweaked, he geeked
He tweaked, he geeked (Aye!)
He tweaked, he geeked! (Grrahh, boom boom)
Aye!
She ain't even got her bands up (B*t*h!)
Bet I got thirty right now, you ain't more than my Fanta (Thottie!)
Pop out, 2, 3, 4 Glocks (Boom boom)
Put ya hands up (Gang!)
Wet a n***a, hit a n***a man’s up
These b*t*hes been play, these n***as fugazi
Do you dirty, do you bad on camera
Got a n***a on go
My n***as don’t talk
Just drill, get killed with no answers (Boom)
I'm gifted
Told him go higher, he upped it and lifted (Uh, uh!)
B*t*hes want smoke I’m a roll it and spliff it
Hang with them n***as, get hit with the victim
But for a body? My cousin was with it
Like, b*t*hes be dissing but all in my mentions
N***as be chattin', let's get right to the business
I'm moving, no dissing (Thottie)
He shoot till it’s empty
I'm at his head, we gon pump till it pop
We got unlimited bullets and Glocks
Take out a Ruger, don't run up; get shot
I'm a pretty lil b*t*h but my get rocks
Geekin'
B*t*hes...
You uh, get stiches (What?)
These n***as?
Is b*t*hes
I'm a gangsta a** b*t*h, I'm bad, he wishin
(Gang! Gang! Gang!)
Kick it in my city, I bet it get gritty
Straight facts in my songs, I'm causing attention (Glraah, Glraaah, Glraaah)
DOA fiend and I wreck sh*t
Baddie from Texas
Money been stacking like Tetris (Glraah, Glraaah)
[?], ain't no bigger than me
If he jackin' then b*t*h I'm jackin', like
They told my brother "see I ain't no other"
I swear I been ready to dead sh*t
I'mma just keep it a hunnid, these n***as on nothing
They rapping and don't even bread sh*t
Me and bro, we put the hood on the map
All them n***as is cap
But the real really get it
He tweaked, he geeked
He tweaked, he geeked
He tweaked, he geeked
He tweaked, he geeked!
(Like what?)
Said he had tweaked, like yea we gon see (Like what?)
Known to geek, b*t*hes diss Shani B
Like watch how you step if you stepping to me
I ain't jackin' no b*t*h that ain't checkin with me
Like damn, if a n***a move wrong he left
N***as sayin it's lit for a b*t*h, I'm like bet
And I'm sliding with a stick, all black, nike tech
And this .40 got a kick, no cap, big flex
Oh he tweakin'?
Bro leave him
Brodie hop out the V and get to squeezing
Show no remorse and leave his body leaking
If you ain't got it on you why you reaching?
Oh he geekin'?
Like, say that
Pa**ing the knock, my n***as finna spray that (Boom, boom, boom!)
Spinning the block, my n***as, we don't play that
Have a b*t*h get the drop and find out where you lay at (Goofy)
Like, most of these n***as be fans
But they hating and sh*t, so it's all for the gram
Like damn, I'll throw that lil b*t*h in the van
If we can't get to her, we gon' get to her mans
Like damn, I ain't into making all the shows
But it's up with whoever jackin', they want smoke
I got bro in the car, I know he finna throw
If the boys pulling up, I know he ain't gon fold (Stupid)
Kick it in my city, I bet it get gritty
Straight facts in my songs, I'm causing attention (Glraah, Glraaah, Glraaah)
DOA fiend and I wreck sh*t
Baddie from Texas
Money been stacking like Tetris (Glraah, Glraaah)
[?], ain't no bigger than me
If he jackin' then b*t*h I'm jackin', like
They told my brother "see I ain't no other"
I swear I been ready to dead sh*t
I'mma just keep it a hunnid, these n***as on nothing
They rapping and don't even bread sh*t
Me and bro, we put the hood on the map
All them n***as is cap
But the real really get it
