who tf

SRT in the back Lizrd and me we finna go fast
Glock 19 with a beam for the hatin' ass niggas puttin' me on blast
None of you niggas is ain't fucking with me
I got my diamonds and they bite back
Nigga don't try me it's my team
That'll slide down that'll fight back

Nigga let's go, go
These niggas slow, slow
Nigga don't set me up
If a nigga touch me he know it's up
Got a glock with a beam now say wassup
Got a glock witta beam now say wassup

Okay let's go let's go
Nigga gon' touch me know i got i pole
Nigga run up me you gon' get blowed
get touched like eeny, miny, moe
Who the fuck calling my phone
Who the fu-, Who the fuck callin' my phone
Who the fu-, Who the fuck callin' my phone
Who the fu-, Who the fuck callin' my phone
(Ah-)

Who the fuck callin' my phone
I said who the fuck callin' my phone
I don't like you bitch don't touch my chrome
You my son bitch watch yo tone
Blick on my hip go ba ba ba
Hop in that trackhawk it's all black
Stay with our sticks bitch we don't lack
Look at my shoes bitch that's a rack

Hop in that srt i'm swervin'
Look at all the rubber that I'm burnin'
Finna blast off no timmy turner
Nigga wan't smoke I'll bring my burner
Light a boy up like killua
Said he want smoke then bitch wassup
You talking bout racks that you don't touch
Don't wan't to cuff just wanna fuck

Making 'em float like woah
Hey, you better go' yea you already know
I'm already in my different mode
When I see red I will go
(Go, go, go, go, go)
When I see red I will go
Niggas is tough so he don't know
(He don't know)
He don't know
(He don't know)
He don't know
(He don't know)
He don't know

Rocking a Polo ain't talkin' no G.O.A.T
Strangle the game I'm talkin' bout choke
Okay, 'm not the same, that's the old days
(O-K)
Don't give a fuck, I don't got no friends
Doin' this shit alone to the end
Four of us got a plan
Makin' it big you know that I am
Shoot for the stars you know where I am

Talkin' to me you better watch yo tone
Who-Who the fuck callin' my phone
Talkin' to me and we getting him gone
No running back I'm in the zone
His hoe be cheatin' she doing him wrong
That's who the fuck callin' my phone
(Yea yea)
Ha it's funny, smokin' your man's in a bong

That bitch a pup and she want the bone
I give it then getting her gone
Your music suck she lovin' my song
I pull up I'm pinging the pong
I said "Do you want to take of your thong?"
Fuck it we gettin' it on
He want the smoke then we getting it on
Like the fuck callin' my phone!

SRT in the back Lizrd and me we finna go fast
Glock 19 with a beam for the hatin' ass niggas puttin' me on blast
None of you niggas is ain't fuckin with me
I got my diamonds and they bite back
Nigga don't try me it's my team
That'll slide down that'll fight back

(YEAH)



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Writer(s): Emmanuel Straughter
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