Lyrics
Finna run up these bodies, fuck nigga (get on your grind, ShortyyK)
I'ma buy a nigga or either go step on 'em
Either one, I'm coming
(Damn, Trademark!)
Aye
I could turn a bitch pretty, she won't cut into this check (into this check)
I just fucked this bitch, and she left stains on my Nike Tech (on my Nike Tech)
Niggas hidin', I don't got time for that, you come, I'm snatching necks (you come, I'm snatching necks)
Bitches fuck, so charge it to the game and run you up a check, nigga
This bitch hurt me, almost fell in love with her (bitch)
I'ma bounce back with a new bitch anyway, let Buck hit her
Ain't no love for a scrub, baby, I'm a thug nigga (thug nigga)
In the club with my niggas buckin', and we send slugs at 'em
I spend five thousand on some guns, they know I get shit done (get shit done)
Drop them funds, my niggas bring back heads, and chase niggas that run (chase niggas that run)
I done blew a hunnid' thousand, wit' my niggas in one month
I was spending it on dumb shit, get that bag and fuck it up
Could've been dropped a chain, could've been dropped, the Range
But what I been did was slid, most of the gang done caught a brain
I'll throw this shit away, I don't give a fuck about no fame
A nigga play with me, I'm crashing, so don't say my fucking name (say my fucking name)
All these bitch ass niggas playin', until they see they brother brain (see they brother brain)
That's the outcome of this shit, when you think playin' with me a game
I got aim, I say one word, and they blast, nigga 'cause them shooters paid (yeah)
I send bro get on your ass, nigga, 30 to his face (yeah)
Christian Loub', bloody bottoms, I got spice on my toes (bitch)
They say diamonds losin' value, so I might just keep the gold
In the trenches, wit' my niggas, I get money, and buy souls
I'm wit' backstreet, my bro say hit his line if you need them bows
Bitch, I can make your dawg slime you out
Nigga took my brother bitch, so that's the shit I'm slidin' 'bout
I can't let it go, he gone forever, it's straight slaughterhouse
We come with automatics, man these niggas done brought the reaper out
Ayy, bitch, take this dick, hoe, just keep it down (down)
Put your legs behind your head, just lay there, I'ma beat it down (down)
I ain't bust yet, I'm off this X, bitch, just turn around
Arch your back in, and call me Breezy while I dig you out (yeah)
I got bodies, I get niggas found
Jump off in that water, and try dive, I bet a nigga drown
Shoot this bitch for four minutes, we came wit' a hunnid' rounds (what? What? What?)
Nigga, we do no missin', jump out gang, we run you down
I just bought a new crib, that bitch got hella space
Might just go cop me a cat, bitch, 'cause now I'm hella pai
Niggas steady smoking who, what? He at heaven gates
Got this ass on the Chop', it's never tired, like Kevin Gates
I been spending hella cash, these niggas mad I done bossed up (bossed up)
Put my name inside your song, lil' nigga, it's gon' cost ya (cost ya)
Ugh, knock em off cuh, we get niggas taped up
Ridin' with my young nigga, hop out, let that drac' bust
They know we stupid, we get every nigga that played us (played us)
Nigga, so I advise you keep that thing tucked
He like Nine, you banged up? Doctor got 'em flamed up?
He say he smoke Rolo pack, now that nigga winged up?
Dig him up, that nigga dead
Ugh, seven, six, two done hit his friend
Nigga still sending niggas off the end (yeah)
Get a nigga hit for thirty thousand
Like that, bitch
RW, nigga
SRT on every Glock
