Spazz

Done
I been in the kitchen straight whippin the chicken
My fingers be itchin for pulling these triggers
You niggas is bitches don't fuck with you niggas
You niggas is snitches straight sing to birds

Fuck on that bitch then kick her to the curb
That bitch is a groopy she get on my nerves
She gave the crew neck, like a sweater
My picture all over her header

Working all night in the booth or on the block
Wrist in the bowl straight whippin that drop
Ain't talkin bout money ain't talkin bout nothin
Bro totein that 40 I'm holding a glock

26 for a pound from the plug and you know it
Pull up wit some shit you might think that that I stole it
I stay fresh as fuck & yo bitch yeah she know it
I stay fresh as fuck & yo bitch yeah she know it (effects)

Comin wit that heat (woah)
I stay in the streets (woah)
Yo bitch on my meat (woah)
Comin wit dat heat (woah)

They miss the old Cori, that bitch used to spazz
Well nigga I'm back & im back on they ass
Been smoking that gas wit my nigga brock
Pull up in the whip and I'm dropping the top

Dropping the top ain't no mo hot box
I'm smoking wherever no fucks bout a cop
Niggas be hating they stay tryna diss
I drink so much dirty see lean when I piss

I stay wit the heat while I'm slinging this pressure
That nautica sign be all over my sweater
Fuck a bitch then pop a xan then forget her
I'll serve you whatever, where ever, how ever

I get on the beat & then I go crazy
Lean in my system it's making me lazy
You smokin that doodoo you niggas foogazy
I fucked yo ol lady she callin me baby



Credits
Writer(s): Hb Cori
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link