Wit It
Yeah
K.P
And Mula
Money
Boom Nigga
Got that 9 on my side, I stay wit it nigga
When I pull up on your block, I'm gone spin it nigga
Let off all of these shots, til I'm finished nigga
Why yo girl on my line, I'm gone hit it nigga
Got that 9 on my side, I stay wit it nigga
When I pull up on your block, I'm gone spin it nigga
Let off all of these shots, til I'm finished nigga
Why yo girl on my line, I'm gone hit it nigga
Pull up to your hood
Where you at
I'ma spin it nigga
Opps verses opps, I just know my team winning nigga
Big 30
I'ma let off shots til I'm finished nigga
Now you on a shirt
And your family miss you nigga
So much heat
You feel it when I'm creeping
When you see me ain't no speaking
Blood drip blood leaking
Hit the brakes when I'm swerving
You can hear it squeaking
He don't want real beef
He be eating vegan
Can't tell em what I did
Nigga probably tell that
They thought it was a rental when I pulled up in a hellcat
Only time you in the street is when you getting mail nigga
Im headed to the top they just wanna see me fail nigga
Gone
Got that 9 on my side, I stay wit it nigga
When I pull up on your block, I'm gone spin it nigga
Let off all of these shots, til I'm finished nigga
Why yo girl on my line, I'm gone hit it nigga
Got that 9 on my side, I stay wit it nigga
When I pull up on your block, I'm gone spin it nigga
Let off all of these shots, til I'm finished nigga
Why yo girl on my line, I'm gone hit it nigga
Yeah that Draco that's my bitch But my 40 gorgeous
ARs Glock 19s I got many choices
Watch them steppers get to steppin like a pair of Jordan's
Let off shots spin yo block like the wheel of fortune
Catch em off in traffic he get Tracy Morgan
Got the baby in the back nigga that's abortion
Either pay or get wacked nigga that's extortion
That choppa mean business like it's going corporate
Mula going global
That's my shooter once I stamp em then he going postal
Don't make me spin ya bloc boy, shoot out the rover
I like them old hunnit a green Jedi like the Yoda
Green like Crayola
Nigga switching sides, crossing like HOTT SAUCE
Been a baller all my life, Mula Randy Moss
Yo pockets losing weights looking Rick Ross
Im the last mission where u gotta face the boss
2 Years and running, it's still our year
Keep them shooters, Shotta Fam the cavaliers
Sipping drank no I don't do the beer
Went to kelz and iced my mouth don't do veneers
K.P
And Mula
Money
Boom Nigga
Got that 9 on my side, I stay wit it nigga
When I pull up on your block, I'm gone spin it nigga
Let off all of these shots, til I'm finished nigga
Why yo girl on my line, I'm gone hit it nigga
Got that 9 on my side, I stay wit it nigga
When I pull up on your block, I'm gone spin it nigga
Let off all of these shots, til I'm finished nigga
Why yo girl on my line, I'm gone hit it nigga
Pull up to your hood
Where you at
I'ma spin it nigga
Opps verses opps, I just know my team winning nigga
Big 30
I'ma let off shots til I'm finished nigga
Now you on a shirt
And your family miss you nigga
So much heat
You feel it when I'm creeping
When you see me ain't no speaking
Blood drip blood leaking
Hit the brakes when I'm swerving
You can hear it squeaking
He don't want real beef
He be eating vegan
Can't tell em what I did
Nigga probably tell that
They thought it was a rental when I pulled up in a hellcat
Only time you in the street is when you getting mail nigga
Im headed to the top they just wanna see me fail nigga
Gone
Got that 9 on my side, I stay wit it nigga
When I pull up on your block, I'm gone spin it nigga
Let off all of these shots, til I'm finished nigga
Why yo girl on my line, I'm gone hit it nigga
Got that 9 on my side, I stay wit it nigga
When I pull up on your block, I'm gone spin it nigga
Let off all of these shots, til I'm finished nigga
Why yo girl on my line, I'm gone hit it nigga
Yeah that Draco that's my bitch But my 40 gorgeous
ARs Glock 19s I got many choices
Watch them steppers get to steppin like a pair of Jordan's
Let off shots spin yo block like the wheel of fortune
Catch em off in traffic he get Tracy Morgan
Got the baby in the back nigga that's abortion
Either pay or get wacked nigga that's extortion
That choppa mean business like it's going corporate
Mula going global
That's my shooter once I stamp em then he going postal
Don't make me spin ya bloc boy, shoot out the rover
I like them old hunnit a green Jedi like the Yoda
Green like Crayola
Nigga switching sides, crossing like HOTT SAUCE
Been a baller all my life, Mula Randy Moss
Yo pockets losing weights looking Rick Ross
Im the last mission where u gotta face the boss
2 Years and running, it's still our year
Keep them shooters, Shotta Fam the cavaliers
Sipping drank no I don't do the beer
Went to kelz and iced my mouth don't do veneers
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Writer(s): Kevin Poe
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