BBQ (feat. Riq Montana & Kack Splack)

It's ru on the beat
Huh Baw baw Baw Baw
PB pistol way or gun play man
Pistol Boyz paid bosses
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Who you niggas think you talking To
You gone make us turn your block Into a bbq
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Make my lil homies flock at you Pb
Get my bitch to line em up just Like a barber do
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Baby shake it for a real one
Shake sum
Got my glock n got my mask it's Time to drill sum
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Circle small move like some Pilgrims fuck nigga
Spin his block and hit em up it's Time to pill sum
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Said he can but he a memory rip
On the corner chicken fried like It's Kennedy
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Yea she love me but she hate her Man
So let me sign my name up on Them tits again
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All these bitches want a real nigga
Why you spinning on that block You ain't gone kill nigga
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Sent my homie on a drill nigga
He ain't tripping bout no 12 cuz We got bail nigga
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Heard my name amongst the real Niggas
How he let em get em touch but he Don't feel niggas
Got that tommy you know hilfiger
An a permit just to carry I'm Concealed nigga
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If I got it then you got it to
For my brother bitch I'm clutching
If they bussing then I'm bussing to
How you say you gangster but you Bitch up when gang slide on you
We gon hit the trap get in and out Just like them robbers do
Now she wanna ride with me but She can't ride with me
Only real trapping killing niggas That's surrounding me
Got it off the muscle fuck them Niggas who all doubted me
Now I got ya bitch she in the back She giving top to me
Ain't no f's on my report card
But I still dropped out in the latest Sports car skirt skirt skirt skirt
Hammer on my lap I'm clutching it
And the trunk pop out the front Like snuffalufagus
I can't get enough of this
Keep a bucket she ride me like a Foreign car
She got a only fans but think she Ain't a pornstar
Ha she gassed
I know that I'm her favorite
So if she wipe his nose then I paid For it
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Run nigga
We gon shoot his block up
Spin around cuz I ain't done nigga
Punch a nigga when he turn Around no one on one
That Choppa chop a nigga Drummer boy he get the drum
Riq Montana splacka pistol boy we Going dumb nigga
I don't love a bitch it's fuck a bitch Expect for wifey
Looking for the opps the way I Spin they cal me swipey
And ya bitches love me nigga you Ain't gotta like me
That check on me like nike
No food we moving spicey

Who you niggas think you talking To
You gone make us turn your block Into a bbq
Huh Baw Baw Baw Baw
Make my lil homies flock at you Pb
Get my bitch to line em up just Like a barber do
Huh Baw Baw Baw baw
Baby shake it for a real one
Shake sum
Got my glock n got my mask it's Time to drill sum
Baw Baw Baw Baw
Circle small move like some Pilgrims fuck nigga
Spin his block and hit em up it's Time to pill sum
Baw Baw Baw Baw
Said he can but he a memory rip
On the corner chicken fried like It's Kennedy
Chicken fried like it's Kennedy
Yea she love me but she hate her Man
So let me sign my name up on Them tits again
Baw Baw Baw Baw
No additives no preservatives kid Tested mother approved it's ya boy Splack's baby
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Pussy
Riq Montana pistol boy paid Bosses pb know this shit
Paid bosses man pistol way or gun Play
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