Set Up

I ain't a motherfucking story teller remember that
Am I up or down can't pick an Addy or a Xanny
I'm on both of em nigga ain't no time to panic

I just landed I Need a fucking Uber on the way
Fuck a Uber I hit my lil bitch up she said okay

I got 6 p's stuffed up in this Louis V Suitcase
Tailored suit on I just like a lawyer I'll take your case

Shawty bend the curb in a all blacked out
Escalade Bag in the back I'm driving bitch scoot over I need that brain

How you been you been lil baby Oh she can't talk she gargling balls
On my soul I swear I never wanna fuck just want them jaws

I hit Jesus on flip phone with ringtone guey I got your package no mames

I need this shit gone
Woo woo woo woo woo woo
I'm getting fed up
Woo woo woo woo woo woo
Starting to feel a set up

But he hit back call Uber eats to drop it off
Lil baby she nervous get scared as hell starting to stress me out

Wanna be Bonnie and Clyde lil baby you gotta calm it down
The prettiest bitches be informants tellin em everything

Head to them partments where she sleep at it's blood on everything
Niggas done got in here before me and they took everything

Ran out that bitch
Hopped up in the whip
Nigga paranoid grip on my pistol when I sip

Speedin down the interstate
Hoping I don't crash
Too much moon rock in the air look down 160 on the dash

Wasn't even gon fuck with him but now I gotta get him
Pull up dog shit Kujo sick em

Ammunition domination hardcore call of duty
Shots will wet your fucking house up on a Tuesday like I'm Ruby

My glocky like to dance it get down it get groovy
Shots will hit you in your ass like a Tyler Perry movie

I really creep them streets at night like thriller and I'm Mike
Knocking at your fucking window with extension bet you wish it was a mic huh



Credits
Writer(s): Kenneth Camp
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