CAN'T HANG

Niggas get litty in this bitch
No you dont want war with us

Mama gettin jiggy with a nigga
Yea she wants to fuck
Pull up

We up in yo city nigga
It's gettin dangerous

Nothin but hollow tips
You pussys can't hang with us

Niggas get litty in this bitch
No you dont want war with us

Mama gettin jiggy with a nigga
Yea she wants to fuck
Pull up

We up in yo city nigga
It's gettin dangerous

Nothin but hollow tips
You pussys can't hang with us

A whole lotta talking a
Whole lotta barking

These niggas is all cap

You came here to box
You got left in a box

Done got your family in all black

We bustin out statics
Like mufuckin addicts

Gave niggas some long naps
Put em in long packs

After a long night
We from the trenches
You niggas ain't bout that

Tell your bitches
Come turn up with Beerus

I get too litty
A bad boy like Diddy

Them other bitches ain't with me
We always stay litty
Don't matter the city

So much henny and ciroc in my system
It's almost like I hate being sober

A king like a cobra
A damn super nova

Got these bitches lovin on me
Like my name is sosa

Been bout my bread
I've been stackin my cheddar

Neck is on froze as cold as december

A mufuckin playa
Dont know any better

So I fuck on her friend
And that pussy get wetter

Deep in her guts
And i'm going beserk

Been doing dirt
I mean puttin in work

Shootin my shot
Bitch I shoot like I'm bird
Bird

Niggas get litty in this bitch
No you dont want war with us

Mama gettin jiggy with a nigga
Yea she wants to fuck
Pull up

We up in yo city nigga
It's gettin dangerous

Nothing but hollow tips
You pussys can't hang with us

Niggas get litty in this bitch
No you dont want war with us

Mama gettin jiggy with a nigga
Yea she wants to fuck
Pull up

We up in yo city nigga
It's gettin dangerous

Nothin but hollow tips
You pussys can't hang with us

I'm coming home yeah the prodigal son
Took some L's and took me some funds
These niggas wish they could step in my ones
Got too much rides yeah about a ton

Don't think we lacking
Crodies be packing

44 We blasting
Will leave him in passin

That's what they get doing all that acting
When we pull up we be flexing and flashing
Shit don't make sense
How you gon say you make bandz
Then get robbed and you ain't have a cent
Shit don't make sense

How you be claiming you bang
But never been out with the gang

Shit don't make sense

How you gon say you got killers
That bust with things that extend

Shit don't make sense oh no
You ain't from the ends oh no

Okay I'll see you when I bring that thunder down
Got them killers that'll gun you down
Better duck when that chopper sound
Coming for you with a hunnit rounds
Choppers stay roaring
We always outside
Ain't got time to be quiet
And when we pop out
We rolling so deep
That we causing a riot

Niggas get litty in this bitch
No you dont want war with us

Mama gettin jiggy with a nigga
Yea she wants to fuck
Pull up

We up in yo city nigga
It's gettin dangerous

Nothin but hollow tips
You pussys can't hang with us

Niggas get litty in this bitch
No you dont want war with us

Mama gettin jiggy with a nigga
Yea she wants to fuck
Pull up

We up in yo city nigga
It's gettin dangerous

Nothin but hollow tips
You pussys can't hang with us



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Writer(s): David Hyacinthe
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