911

Running through this bitch like i'm stupid
If he ain't getting no money, nigga what the fuck you doing?
If I go & get my gun, bitch don't leave, it ain't no moving
Extended clip on this mother fucker, shoot that bitch a movie nigga
Aye, gang

He done called the boys
He snitched on the clock
I just checked the time, man look at my watch
I play with them toys, this a different glock
Diamonds really shine, this a different rock
Claim he gang, he not
Go piss in a pot
You a doodble-bob, you gone shoot or not?
On the opps we pop
Ain't shit bout me pop
But this fucking gun, better call the cops

Aye, pop in
On the opps we rock out
He gone tell, he a snitch
That boy called the cops
My bitch said, i'm reckless
I just whip my cock out
Ain't know I got two dicks, I fuck her on the couch
Love no hoe, no cupid
Cuff you? I ain't stupid
Seen me out? ain't do shit
How we opps & you snitched?
Go head bring the box
One headshot, he drop out
Close that door, you locked out
Get this pussy knocked out
Aye, bag food up
Better call yo fake shooter
Got that nigga pulling up in a late Uber
Big boomer, Mr. I'mASharpShooter
He pulled up & brought the boys, nigga you can't fool us

Running through this bitch like i'm stupid
If he ain't getting no money, nigga what the fuck you doing?
If I go & get my gun, bitch don't leave, it ain't no moving
Extended clip on this mother fucker, shoot that bitch a movie nigga
Aye, gang



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Writer(s): Jer’vante Barnhill
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