歌词
Ay, lets go and cause some damage
762's ripping through yo crib and hit yo mattress
Green 20's sit up in my pocket but they ain't some cabbage
In the club I'm throwing bows but I ain't Randy Savage
This bitch just went unlocked the door I guess I got the vantage
On the road I see them boys I told a bitch to cram it
You a ham with some mold you like a nasty sandwich
Bullets picking up yo car then you know they slamming
Ay, you tryna fly with em
Get up in that guarantee you dying with em
You talking shit up on the gram I guess you crying with em
Triple S that be the team committing crimes with em
I got ten racks you got a coin I guess our dimes different
Forgot my AP back at home I guess my times missing
Walk up on him with a drake and get his mind missing
Blow his head off with a K and now his mom miss him
Finish him rip off his head and now his spines missing
I killed the opps you touched that bitch I guess our crimes different
Cut his drank put it in mine I guess our pints different
Put my gun up to his head and make the 9 kiss him
He a fruity loop so we just put a hole in him
Sneak my gun into a club I got my pole with me
Ion window shop I gotta keep a roll with me
Mini drake snatch his life I got a soul on me
FLexed a petty roll and now I got his bitch on me
See the boys I throw it out don't got a switch on me
I got stabbed up in my back they put the stitch on me
Fully auto Glock is loud as hell I got a glitch on me