Blür$
(Hello, Sidney) (Gang)
(Keep a Glock on my side)
(Is you ready tonight?)
You already know, I come wit ma 4's
I f*ck any bi*ch, they come and they go
She come wit a pole, she come wit my slime
You already know she come wit a 9ine
I got the lil 50. she tryna get wit me
I tell lil shawty, ride thru the city
Just me and you
In a coupe, spending 10k onna both
I'm popping a X (buh he dead)
So I ain't pop no X today
She a smoochie i'm sorry bae'
I didn't hit it today
Fu*k these ni*ga's (no i'm not racist)
(F*cc you talm bout, y'all thought this was done)
(YOBROED)
I'm poppin' a fifty she wanna get with me
Me and gang, we getting rizzy and jiggy
She know she mad muh-fu*kin litty
(Bad lil biddy, she poppin' a titty)
Can't be fu*kin with ni*gas they be actin dumb
That's why my homeboy been with me for a year
And we switching gears, i'm holding the gas he holding the steer
Tell Bryce, hit me up (I need another feature)
Tell Mirstackn, 2 gimme my feature
Tell Jayvell, he needa gimme my feature
She a smoochie, but i really didn't eat it
You hear the bells in the back?
That means your girl make da a*s clap (clap)
Me and my homeboy, getting bread for my dukes
I can't be having her (Doing bi*ches hair and shii)
(Especially the one's that be locked up)
He said he was gon boom me, still ain't see it happen
(Guess he was cappin) Beating the MAC-10
My ni*gas know now i get around, my ni*gas know how i get down
You run up on me you gon hear
(Grahh, Grahh, Grahh, Boom)
(Keep a Glock on my side)
(Is you ready tonight?)
You already know, I come wit ma 4's
I f*ck any bi*ch, they come and they go
She come wit a pole, she come wit my slime
You already know she come wit a 9ine
I got the lil 50. she tryna get wit me
I tell lil shawty, ride thru the city
Just me and you
In a coupe, spending 10k onna both
I'm popping a X (buh he dead)
So I ain't pop no X today
She a smoochie i'm sorry bae'
I didn't hit it today
Fu*k these ni*ga's (no i'm not racist)
(F*cc you talm bout, y'all thought this was done)
(YOBROED)
I'm poppin' a fifty she wanna get with me
Me and gang, we getting rizzy and jiggy
She know she mad muh-fu*kin litty
(Bad lil biddy, she poppin' a titty)
Can't be fu*kin with ni*gas they be actin dumb
That's why my homeboy been with me for a year
And we switching gears, i'm holding the gas he holding the steer
Tell Bryce, hit me up (I need another feature)
Tell Mirstackn, 2 gimme my feature
Tell Jayvell, he needa gimme my feature
She a smoochie, but i really didn't eat it
You hear the bells in the back?
That means your girl make da a*s clap (clap)
Me and my homeboy, getting bread for my dukes
I can't be having her (Doing bi*ches hair and shii)
(Especially the one's that be locked up)
He said he was gon boom me, still ain't see it happen
(Guess he was cappin) Beating the MAC-10
My ni*gas know now i get around, my ni*gas know how i get down
You run up on me you gon hear
(Grahh, Grahh, Grahh, Boom)
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