Quick Draw

When I see Demal, I'ma smack his corny ass
Shoot with quick draw, see my bullets soaring fast
I might withdrawal if I don't pour this Act
When I hit the mall, they be holding up the door at Saks'
Cause they know I'm finna drop a dub
I got every single pocket stuffed
Ain't nobody as hot as us
Go and stop talking with your mouth, put the choppa up
I just dropped some Za on the floor, come and pick it up
Told my Fien go and slide to the store, pick the 'scription up
How many pints? You got four, damn, you ain't even get enough
Can't get lined by no whore, but I'm gon let her set you up
Big Glock, keep the blicka tucked
Tupac, imma hit em' up
Shoot the chop and get rid of em
Three lines, in a dirty pop, what I'm sipping on

Yeah, ooo
Yeah yo bitch she ran through
When we slide, better shoot
What that choppa finna do

It's gon' take out yo eye socket
On yo block, now it's my block bitch
We gon' slide with them big ass sticks
Where the nine, bitch it's on my hip

Knock on his door, shoot him right through it
Come buy you a glick, bitch I'm pipe moving
Boy, you's a lil bitch, I see right through you
My pop so motherfuckin' dark, can't see light through it
Boy, you's a turk
Pull up on you, bullet holes all in the Vlone
Knock on my door, shoot you through the peephole
Me and Bojack, better get used to it
So much shit up in my pants, like im poo-pooin'
Spun his block eight times, they look who shootin'
Cup dirty as shit, I been lean using
We some crazy ass white boys, no school shooters
On some bored shit, slide on you with 2 scooters
Uncle cousin Grandpa, they some pill movers
Got a hundred round drum, they like it's still shooting

Yeah, ooo
Yeah yo bitch she ran through
When we slide, better shoot
What that choppa finna do



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Writer(s): Boj Ack
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