Sob
Bitch I go by BG, so I'm like hollon lemme in it
Me and my brothers on a mission, catch yo ass then boy you finish
If I get caught won't say thang, shit, run me my sentence
Them bitches thought it was game, but bitch we really stand on bidness
Hollon
Bitch this stick hold 42
Blow this bitch take off ya shoe
Tell me why these niggas reppin' off some shit they know that they ain't do
And fuck how long it take, I swear to god boy we gone get at you
Yo Patna copping pleas, no bitch don't run cause you gone get it too
Bitch I'm the sickest, know I'm going dumb
Lil nasty bitch, nut on ha tongue
Posted In the back with big ass stick, and this bitch gotta drum
Fuck around then I pissed and blow this stick, this bitch sound like a bomb
I'll leave you smellin shitty, cross that line I swear to god you done
(How you wan do it Nigga)
Just watch and see how yo ass get stood over
Draco hit and take off both yo shoulders
(Yeah yeah)
I told em not to play with me, I swear to god I told em
Them bitches tried to hit and still got hit, they Patna turning ova
And bitch he still keep that dirty kutta
Wack ya ass in front ya momma
Hold on, what they saying slide through, we finna fuckin' burn em
Spirits talking to me, saying "go kill", ain't talkin Timmy Turner
He ain't know bout playing with me, but we gone turn that pussy to a learner
Stick bussin, this bitch shake the ground
SOS, we quick to lay you down
Yo people want my head and they out here tryna take me out
Quick to bust this bitch why you think I got this heater for
Just like a air conditioner, run in here bitch we gone heat you up
Pick that dead nigga up, bitch he gone you can't get em back
We shoot first, ain't no bussin' back
I want yo soul you bet not ever lack
Hit em, spin, remix em, ridin' in a stolen Cadillac
We make them bitches beat they feet
Shouldn't chose the streets, should've just ran track
Bitch I go by BG, so I'm like hollon lemme in it
Me and my brothers on a mission, catch yo ass then boy you finish
If I get caught won't say thang, shit, run me my sentence
Them bitches thought it was game, but bitch we really stand on bidness
(Huh, whatchu say BG)
Wtf these niggas thought it ain't no fightin
Bitch why you think I bought this rifle
No mosquito this bitch gone bite ya
And bitch you know I bang PB, my PlemonBoy he gone on sight ya
We leavin blood inside the streets, street light come on, finna dark night em
Been knew bout catching bodies coming up as a kid
Clap his ass with a dirty sig
Watch his body bleed out, back in the whip, dancin I'm doin the jig
Bitch you know 5600 degrees, touch that fire you gone bleed
Nigga thought he was finna succeed, but we put him to sleep
Stick bussin, this bitch shake the ground
SOS, we quick to lay you down
Yo people want my head and they out here tryna take me out
Quick to bust this bitch why you think I got this heater for
Just like a air conditioner, run in here bitch we gone heat you up
Me and my brothers on a mission, catch yo ass then boy you finish
If I get caught won't say thang, shit, run me my sentence
Them bitches thought it was game, but bitch we really stand on bidness
Hollon
Bitch this stick hold 42
Blow this bitch take off ya shoe
Tell me why these niggas reppin' off some shit they know that they ain't do
And fuck how long it take, I swear to god boy we gone get at you
Yo Patna copping pleas, no bitch don't run cause you gone get it too
Bitch I'm the sickest, know I'm going dumb
Lil nasty bitch, nut on ha tongue
Posted In the back with big ass stick, and this bitch gotta drum
Fuck around then I pissed and blow this stick, this bitch sound like a bomb
I'll leave you smellin shitty, cross that line I swear to god you done
(How you wan do it Nigga)
Just watch and see how yo ass get stood over
Draco hit and take off both yo shoulders
(Yeah yeah)
I told em not to play with me, I swear to god I told em
Them bitches tried to hit and still got hit, they Patna turning ova
And bitch he still keep that dirty kutta
Wack ya ass in front ya momma
Hold on, what they saying slide through, we finna fuckin' burn em
Spirits talking to me, saying "go kill", ain't talkin Timmy Turner
He ain't know bout playing with me, but we gone turn that pussy to a learner
Stick bussin, this bitch shake the ground
SOS, we quick to lay you down
Yo people want my head and they out here tryna take me out
Quick to bust this bitch why you think I got this heater for
Just like a air conditioner, run in here bitch we gone heat you up
Pick that dead nigga up, bitch he gone you can't get em back
We shoot first, ain't no bussin' back
I want yo soul you bet not ever lack
Hit em, spin, remix em, ridin' in a stolen Cadillac
We make them bitches beat they feet
Shouldn't chose the streets, should've just ran track
Bitch I go by BG, so I'm like hollon lemme in it
Me and my brothers on a mission, catch yo ass then boy you finish
If I get caught won't say thang, shit, run me my sentence
Them bitches thought it was game, but bitch we really stand on bidness
(Huh, whatchu say BG)
Wtf these niggas thought it ain't no fightin
Bitch why you think I bought this rifle
No mosquito this bitch gone bite ya
And bitch you know I bang PB, my PlemonBoy he gone on sight ya
We leavin blood inside the streets, street light come on, finna dark night em
Been knew bout catching bodies coming up as a kid
Clap his ass with a dirty sig
Watch his body bleed out, back in the whip, dancin I'm doin the jig
Bitch you know 5600 degrees, touch that fire you gone bleed
Nigga thought he was finna succeed, but we put him to sleep
Stick bussin, this bitch shake the ground
SOS, we quick to lay you down
Yo people want my head and they out here tryna take me out
Quick to bust this bitch why you think I got this heater for
Just like a air conditioner, run in here bitch we gone heat you up
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Writer(s): Bg Mook
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