Monkey in the Middle
I took a crew of little niggas, made some killers
If you don't shoot then we gon leave your ass with him
If I give Rie that look then you cooked, noodles spilling (damn)
Sorry Momma, baby won't be home for dinner
Shoot from both sides this ain't monkey in the middle
12 gauge heavy handed bitch punch you in the temple
Boy you should've been a nose, 'ol running ass nigga
I'm a shooter but my type of shot don't come after a dribble
Eyes forward before I blow them out the socket, look
This bitch big I can't fit it in my pocket
Bro gave a hoe the glizzy now he grinning in the party (wop)
Pop six that was just to get me started, hold up
Stay quiet, drop shit, we don't argue
Put a cop in a box I ain't marching
Last one was sloppy as fuck but they ain't solve it
I don't watch the news but I bet his ass was on it
Ooh glizzy dance on they bitch ass
Fourth and fifth body blew the whip until that bitch crashed
I'm finna take they ass on a chase bro sit back
On baby If I owe you something you ain't getting shit back
On baby I can hold a grudge forever but don't shit last
I'm finna whoop my gun ass it just kicked back
Riding around with a 30 on me you can get half
Up and shoot you dead in your shit fuck a shit bag
Look like he doing that T-Pain dance, blow his shit back
Ain't talking about no fucking beer cans, I'm off a six pack
Fuck spinning blocks you gon' die where you live at
On the internet you had a gun, where that shit at?
His mouth running nigga fuck all that talking
Kill him mid word he can say it in a coffin
Early morning wake up eating pills fuck coffee
Early warning, reach on this stage I'ma off you, bitch
I took a crew of little niggas, made some killers
If you don't shoot then we gon leave your ass with him
If I give Rie that look then you cooked, noodles spilling (damn)
Sorry Momma, baby won't be home for dinner
Shoot from both sides this ain't monkey in the middle
12 gauge heavy handed bitch punch you in the temple
Boy you should've been a nose, 'ol running ass nigga
I'm a shooter but my type of shot don't come after a dribble
If you don't shoot then we gon leave your ass with him
If I give Rie that look then you cooked, noodles spilling (damn)
Sorry Momma, baby won't be home for dinner
Shoot from both sides this ain't monkey in the middle
12 gauge heavy handed bitch punch you in the temple
Boy you should've been a nose, 'ol running ass nigga
I'm a shooter but my type of shot don't come after a dribble
Eyes forward before I blow them out the socket, look
This bitch big I can't fit it in my pocket
Bro gave a hoe the glizzy now he grinning in the party (wop)
Pop six that was just to get me started, hold up
Stay quiet, drop shit, we don't argue
Put a cop in a box I ain't marching
Last one was sloppy as fuck but they ain't solve it
I don't watch the news but I bet his ass was on it
Ooh glizzy dance on they bitch ass
Fourth and fifth body blew the whip until that bitch crashed
I'm finna take they ass on a chase bro sit back
On baby If I owe you something you ain't getting shit back
On baby I can hold a grudge forever but don't shit last
I'm finna whoop my gun ass it just kicked back
Riding around with a 30 on me you can get half
Up and shoot you dead in your shit fuck a shit bag
Look like he doing that T-Pain dance, blow his shit back
Ain't talking about no fucking beer cans, I'm off a six pack
Fuck spinning blocks you gon' die where you live at
On the internet you had a gun, where that shit at?
His mouth running nigga fuck all that talking
Kill him mid word he can say it in a coffin
Early morning wake up eating pills fuck coffee
Early warning, reach on this stage I'ma off you, bitch
I took a crew of little niggas, made some killers
If you don't shoot then we gon leave your ass with him
If I give Rie that look then you cooked, noodles spilling (damn)
Sorry Momma, baby won't be home for dinner
Shoot from both sides this ain't monkey in the middle
12 gauge heavy handed bitch punch you in the temple
Boy you should've been a nose, 'ol running ass nigga
I'm a shooter but my type of shot don't come after a dribble
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Writer(s): Cedric Lee Jr Mcclain
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