Silence Em All

Kick back
Blow that
Bitch imma silence em all
Big gat
Tote that
Hoe imma silence em all
Kick back
Blow that
Bitch imma silence em all
Big gat
Tote that
Hoe imma silence em all

Know that I'm never gon fall
Uhh
I be ahead of the call
Uhh
Glizzie is stuffed in my drawers
Uhh
Bitch you can suck on my balls
Uhh Yea
Yo hoe gon do what I say so
Yea
In the wip I keep a draco
Yea
I got this gun
I bet you run
Cuz you want no smoke
I shoot this bitch
I bet you slip
Cuz use a slow poke
I get the tip
He in the VIP
He in a choke hold
G be crippin
Gudda bleedin
We in go mode
I ont be doin no frontin
I just be trynna get money
Jacks and hams and hunnits
Nigga I'm runnin im runnin
Trynna get up and go do
What I'm supposed to do
Ain't gettin close to you
Rather be ghostin you

Kick back
Blow that
Bitch imma silence em all
Big gat
Tote that
Hoe imma silence em all
Kick back
Blow that
Bitch imma silence em all
Big gat
Tote that
Hoe imma silence em all

I just be counting and climbing the mountain my nigga it's so cold
Niggas be doubtin like I ain't amountin my nigga you so cold ohh
I told em they can call me if they need me
Now I gotta kill em when need be
If you get to close
I got this toast
Bitch I ont bost
It's on me and you ont know
Cock and squeeze and watch u go
Cops say freeze I gotta go
Get the fuck from round them hoes
I ain't doin too much talkin
Wavin bye I gotta roll
Stay too long risking exposure
We only gettin older
Days of my life
I'm only gettin bolder
I can't even pay attention, what they say about me?
Cuz they know my niggas never play about me



Credits
Writer(s): Quan Allen
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