Horns (feat. QuDawg & YBK JB)
I'm on some other shit, You niggas out here goofy ain't no rock with us
And you can't be around me, If you ain't gone let off shot's for us
That boy ain't on my level, Reason why he plan on stopping us
Told my brodie "Love", Cause shorty really did alot for us
Man fill that glock up with jalapeños, He eating hot shit
I got some unreleased, Send it to bro nem they like "Drop this"
Don't run my mouth too much, I just sit back and tellem "Watch This"
And nawl this ain't rented, Baby check the tag I brought this
Why all these goofies pillow talking? You should grab ah gun and up the sco
Oj I be spazzing out, Im tryna make it as you know
These bitches don't mean none to me, Just fuck em' good and get in ro
Heard ah oppa lacking onnat corner, That's ah easy toast
Touch one of mines you gotta go, Can't show no love that bitch ah hoe
I knew I was dedicated, I got albums in my notes
If you feel ah type of way, Then don't go make ah fucking post
And I really elevated, Come check out the shit I wrote
That nigga really mad I fucked his bitch, He washed up and he broke
And I ain't never spooked, You know this glockiana what I tote
She say "It hurt too bad", Ok lil bitch then gone head use your throat
We get to popping shit, I know me some niggas that serve coke
You seen my text lil baby, Stop taking too long like Im ah fan or some
I know you want me too, You know Im tryna be your man or some
I up that fye and shoot, You know this bitch ain't in my hand for none
This switch ballistic, It can go right off I just gotta press ah button
You got some dead mans, Ain't no 50 Cent Im talm bout Many Men
Reel em In, Big watch on my wrist I feel like Ben 10
This ah draciana, This bitch got some kick right out ah sprinter van
I'm the don dada, One word to them killers they gone take em in
They say "Hawk nem steady talking crazy, They ain't like that"
Yo peoples gone bring candles, Where yo bitch ass lost yo life at
You swimming with them sharks, Yo ass gone really need ah life vest
I'm done snapping, I call JB up and he gone do the rest
Mr clean it up just sent yo verse, You know that Im gone eat it up
This one bitch send ah lo, She tryna talk Im tryna beat it up
No Mj these niggas Ninja Turtles, Im they sensei
They copy what I do it's spirit week, I guess it's twin day
It's hot out when it touch the 80's, You know niggas meet they father
You switching onna guys, You say you real but snitching to yo honor
Don't think Im last resort, Bitch I would never be yo fucking partner
I show em' competition every track, Just know Im coming harder
I come through laying belt on all the opps, Like imma strict owner
I took his bitch he still ain't get the hint, So I lay dick on her
She pillow talk she tell me all the tea, Yea she just tricked on you
She got the lo I give it to the guys, Then go lay switch on you
Don't do the hits I sit back count my bread, And put some bricks on you
I catch you inna street I take yo pocket's, Then put nicks on you
You scratching like ah dog exterminator, Get the ticks off you
Just stay up out the mix, Cause ain't no way to get the blicks off you
And you can't be around me, If you ain't gone let off shot's for us
That boy ain't on my level, Reason why he plan on stopping us
Told my brodie "Love", Cause shorty really did alot for us
Man fill that glock up with jalapeños, He eating hot shit
I got some unreleased, Send it to bro nem they like "Drop this"
Don't run my mouth too much, I just sit back and tellem "Watch This"
And nawl this ain't rented, Baby check the tag I brought this
Why all these goofies pillow talking? You should grab ah gun and up the sco
Oj I be spazzing out, Im tryna make it as you know
These bitches don't mean none to me, Just fuck em' good and get in ro
Heard ah oppa lacking onnat corner, That's ah easy toast
Touch one of mines you gotta go, Can't show no love that bitch ah hoe
I knew I was dedicated, I got albums in my notes
If you feel ah type of way, Then don't go make ah fucking post
And I really elevated, Come check out the shit I wrote
That nigga really mad I fucked his bitch, He washed up and he broke
And I ain't never spooked, You know this glockiana what I tote
She say "It hurt too bad", Ok lil bitch then gone head use your throat
We get to popping shit, I know me some niggas that serve coke
You seen my text lil baby, Stop taking too long like Im ah fan or some
I know you want me too, You know Im tryna be your man or some
I up that fye and shoot, You know this bitch ain't in my hand for none
This switch ballistic, It can go right off I just gotta press ah button
You got some dead mans, Ain't no 50 Cent Im talm bout Many Men
Reel em In, Big watch on my wrist I feel like Ben 10
This ah draciana, This bitch got some kick right out ah sprinter van
I'm the don dada, One word to them killers they gone take em in
They say "Hawk nem steady talking crazy, They ain't like that"
Yo peoples gone bring candles, Where yo bitch ass lost yo life at
You swimming with them sharks, Yo ass gone really need ah life vest
I'm done snapping, I call JB up and he gone do the rest
Mr clean it up just sent yo verse, You know that Im gone eat it up
This one bitch send ah lo, She tryna talk Im tryna beat it up
No Mj these niggas Ninja Turtles, Im they sensei
They copy what I do it's spirit week, I guess it's twin day
It's hot out when it touch the 80's, You know niggas meet they father
You switching onna guys, You say you real but snitching to yo honor
Don't think Im last resort, Bitch I would never be yo fucking partner
I show em' competition every track, Just know Im coming harder
I come through laying belt on all the opps, Like imma strict owner
I took his bitch he still ain't get the hint, So I lay dick on her
She pillow talk she tell me all the tea, Yea she just tricked on you
She got the lo I give it to the guys, Then go lay switch on you
Don't do the hits I sit back count my bread, And put some bricks on you
I catch you inna street I take yo pocket's, Then put nicks on you
You scratching like ah dog exterminator, Get the ticks off you
Just stay up out the mix, Cause ain't no way to get the blicks off you
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Writer(s): Oj Savv
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