Giv'em Hell

You better play with yo bitch
Don't play with me cuz i keep me a stick
Yea, we got forty's and glocks
And draco's and shit
So do what I say so lil bitch
Ran up the sale
Found me a plug he put dope on da scale
Walked out the trap wit a glick and a bell
Can't pop no more perks I move slow like a snail
They say I'm too hot I be givin em hell
They say I'm too hot I be givin em hell
Pop no more perks I move slow like a snail
They say I'm too hot I be givin em hell
They say I'm too hot I be givin em hell

Yea you want the raw or the zah zah
Make a pack disappear just like tah dah
Yeah most of you niggas ain't servin no pack, you cap
You just be talkin that rah rah
Back in dis bitch like I never left
Gucci my frames and gucci my belt
I can't be tellin you niggas nun else
Cuz I know they watchin and plottin on me yeah
Call me da quarterback watch how I run up the sack
Watch how I ran up them racks
See I'm the type of nigga, sell a bitch a dream
Then I go and steal it right back
I put dat on folks, got so much drip
I waste sauce on da floor
She call me da goat, say I do da most
Dey callin me violent
But violence, I do not promote
I promote growth

You better play with yo bitch
Don't play with me cuz i keep me a stick
Yea, we got forty's and glocks
And draco's and shit
So do what I say so lil bitch
Ran up the sale
Found me a plug he put dope on da scale
Walked out the trap wit a glick and a bell
Can't pop no more perks I move slow like a snail
They say I'm too hot I be givin em hell
They say I'm too hot I be givin em hell
Pop no more perks I move slow like a snail
They say I'm too hot I be givin em hell
They say I'm too hot I be givin em hell

Got 24 hours, jack bower, to get off this powder
Now I am da man of da hour
Whenever I die, don't bring me no roses
Cuz wen I was living, you shoulda brought flowers
How you was real, but then you turned sour
Cant fuck with you niggas, you cowards
He really be pussy, I can not allow it
I'm with whatever you wit
As long as you know dat I'm bout it
Nigga I'm bout it
Lil hoe called me ghost
Cuz she know I got power
She sniffin me, smellin me, stuck on my odor
This kush my cologne, with versace exposure
Walk up on ya boy, better keep your composure
Say it ain't so, cuz lit bitch imma soldier
No I can't fuck wit no niggas I can not predict
They know I'm da shit
So that's why they pissed

You better play with yo bitch
Don't play with me cuz i keep me a stick
Yea, we got forty's and glocks
And draco's and shit
So do what I say so lil bitch
Ran up the sale
Found me a plug he put dope on da scale
Walked out the trap wit a glick and a bell
Can't pop no more perks I move slow like a snail
They say I'm too hot I be givin em hell
They say I'm too hot I be givin em hell
Pop no more perks I move slow like a snail
They say I'm too hot I be givin em hell
They say I'm too hot I be givin em hell



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Writer(s): Josiah Brown
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