CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Zeke & Luther
Glock just like a rocketship, this b*t*h'll send 'em out of space
Steady asking, "Where the hoes?" Why you ain't worried 'bout no pape'?
Right outside his crib, tryna take him out just like a date
On my grind like Zeke and Luther but I don't know how to skate
F**k the back and forth, pull up and show what you gon' do to me
I ain't tryna f**k, just want the brain, b*t*h, come and tutor me
We are not the same, they notice me without no jewelry
B*t*h, act like you know, you didn't know that you can Google me?
Linking with the Sh*ttyBoyz got me tripping in this b*t*h
Heard you was a big steppеr, why you limping in this b*t*h?
Heard a hater walked in, hе went missing in this b*t*h
Thought your brodie was a shooter, he was kidding in this b*t*h
I can't even leave the crib unless the bag my destination
Catch me balling with your b*t*h like I just called a isolation
Why these n***as tryna beef when they know Tae got higher ratings?
Separating from these n***as like I f**k with segregation
Ain't no coffee in this cup, this a Wockiana potion
If you see me at the function, know I'm Glockiana toting
You don't catch me in the booth, you know I probably got some motion
If I ain't in the AMG, I'm in the Maserati floating
B*t*h, I'm p*ssed off
Tryna set the play? Get you picked off
Seven hundred horses, finna lift off
Yo' b*t*h on me for my tee 'cause this b*t*h Off'
Put a RP in my juice, I might tip over
You would keep it tucked, I'm with some pull it off the hip soldiers
Twelve pulled me over, sh*t, I'm in here tryna get sober
Hollow hit his head and take off hair like a lint roller
Twelve 'Woods back-to-back, I been chain smoking
You a lil' pup, I'm big dog, call me Beethoven
B and E's, lil' brodie out here cracking safes open
He should've thought with his head, now his brain showing
That's a scary sight
Riding with a bad b*t*h that's colder than December
I be sh*tting and you don't, so you can't be a member
Feel like Popeyes, all this chicken, come and get a tender
Now you tough? You used to be a b*t*h just like a transgender
Take my talents to LA, b*t*h, I'm feeling like LeBron
B*t*h, I'm moving like a king, I can't settle for no pawn
How the f**k you in that field when you never left the lawn?
And I'm moving lowkey, they don't know what time I'm on
Keep a pistol like I'm Pete, don't get balled on
Same b*t*h you love the b*t*h I put my balls on
Dragging bags through that b*t*h until the mall closed
Treat your b*t*h like a dog, she on all fours
Feel like Larry Bird, we shooting trips to Indiana
We done poured up fifty Fanta's, in the store, we really jamming
Pick 'em up and tie 'em up, they sick they gotta give me ransom
Was always talking out his neck, so is his death really random?
Hmm, I don't think so
Steady asking, "Where the hoes?" Why you ain't worried 'bout no pape'?
Right outside his crib, tryna take him out just like a date
On my grind like Zeke and Luther but I don't know how to skate
F**k the back and forth, pull up and show what you gon' do to me
I ain't tryna f**k, just want the brain, b*t*h, come and tutor me
We are not the same, they notice me without no jewelry
B*t*h, act like you know, you didn't know that you can Google me?
Linking with the Sh*ttyBoyz got me tripping in this b*t*h
Heard you was a big steppеr, why you limping in this b*t*h?
Heard a hater walked in, hе went missing in this b*t*h
Thought your brodie was a shooter, he was kidding in this b*t*h
I can't even leave the crib unless the bag my destination
Catch me balling with your b*t*h like I just called a isolation
Why these n***as tryna beef when they know Tae got higher ratings?
Separating from these n***as like I f**k with segregation
Ain't no coffee in this cup, this a Wockiana potion
If you see me at the function, know I'm Glockiana toting
You don't catch me in the booth, you know I probably got some motion
If I ain't in the AMG, I'm in the Maserati floating
B*t*h, I'm p*ssed off
Tryna set the play? Get you picked off
Seven hundred horses, finna lift off
Yo' b*t*h on me for my tee 'cause this b*t*h Off'
Put a RP in my juice, I might tip over
You would keep it tucked, I'm with some pull it off the hip soldiers
Twelve pulled me over, sh*t, I'm in here tryna get sober
Hollow hit his head and take off hair like a lint roller
Twelve 'Woods back-to-back, I been chain smoking
You a lil' pup, I'm big dog, call me Beethoven
B and E's, lil' brodie out here cracking safes open
He should've thought with his head, now his brain showing
That's a scary sight
Riding with a bad b*t*h that's colder than December
I be sh*tting and you don't, so you can't be a member
Feel like Popeyes, all this chicken, come and get a tender
Now you tough? You used to be a b*t*h just like a transgender
Take my talents to LA, b*t*h, I'm feeling like LeBron
B*t*h, I'm moving like a king, I can't settle for no pawn
How the f**k you in that field when you never left the lawn?
And I'm moving lowkey, they don't know what time I'm on
Keep a pistol like I'm Pete, don't get balled on
Same b*t*h you love the b*t*h I put my balls on
Dragging bags through that b*t*h until the mall closed
Treat your b*t*h like a dog, she on all fours
Feel like Larry Bird, we shooting trips to Indiana
We done poured up fifty Fanta's, in the store, we really jamming
Pick 'em up and tie 'em up, they sick they gotta give me ransom
Was always talking out his neck, so is his death really random?
Hmm, I don't think so
