G.T.F.O. The Way

Pull up with a stick and let that thang hit
(Headshot)
You won't have no chance To get the fuck out the way
Pull up with a stick and let that thang hit
You won't have no chance To get the fuck out the way

A quarter to order my respect
(Yea)
Can you afford to be a suspect
(Yea)
American muscle
Don't knock the hussle
(Hussle)
Gun powder flash
She choke on my muzzle
(Chokin bitch)
Reload the clip
You'd be dead if I wasn't
Presidential
(Yea)
Rollin thru residential
(Wooo)
Dime a dozen
(Okay)
Donuts all on yo streets
(Skrtt)
Put my glaze
All on her feet
(Yaaa)
I'm a real freak freak
(I'm freaky)
Waving at the bench
You niggas take a seat
(Sit down bench)
D wade on the move
We can trade the Heat
(Back and forth)
Waving at you niggas
You niggas take a seat
(Sit down bench)
D wade on the move
We can trade the Heat

Pull up with a stick and let that thang hit
You won't have no chance To get the fuck out the way
Pull up with a stick and let that thang hit
You won't have no chance To get the fuck out the way

My momma gone shoot
My grandma gone shoot
My homie gone shoot
My niggas bust too
Run up and run up on you
Pull up and fade for 2
Liquor bottles in the trunk
And in the trunk
Long guns and pistols too
Just what we niggas do
When i get drunk
I get motherfuckin loose

Pull up with a stick and let that thang hit
You won't have no chance To get the fuck out the way
Pull up with a stick and let that thang hit
You won't have no chance To get the fuck out the way



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Writer(s): Andre Barber
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