Bow, Pt. 4
We heard the opps in a spot they finna go kick it
Fuck it
Send us the addy
We got the drop on the loski
Punching on niggas that try to approach me
Big gat new strap for the low fee
Get clapped new pack for the broski
And we got the key to the city
They know we get busy it's finna get litty
Party
Party
We finna shoot up the party
They noticed we reaching for titles on top of the ladder we feel like the Hardy's
I'm in the back with a Barbie
She giving me sloppy
She sucking my dick all retarded
Shorty been tweakin off xannies
She started to vomit that shit got me nauseous
Frosty
Two flossy
New fit guess what this shit cost me
New thot can't get this bitch off me
Two shots no niggas can't cross me
We chasing the green for the cheese these niggas get packed ain't talking Lombardi
And we got the macs in the back we in this bitch strapped it feel like a car seat
Tryna get rich like Roddy the gwap in the box along with the diamonds
Give me the top
Don't care bout the Wap you know I don't listen to Megan Thee Stallion
Money moves that I'm making like Cardi
Drop the lo watch we shoot up the party
These bitches they love me I'm ducking em all but might go Minaj with a barbie
Let's go let's go let's go
Lose one point then we uppin the score
Dissing on bro
Bet you gon die laughing if you think it's a joke
I'm from the Raq
All white ones no timbos
Shots to his brain he doin the limbo
I got a knife imma give em a Slice he tryna go fight I do him like Kimbo
You not my brother
You not my blood
You not my homie then what is you here for
You better get low
Pole on my hip I'm uppin that bitch like I'm dancing to disco
I got the gas no citgo
Stick and a switch we ain't playin Nintendo
Niggas is gay fuck is you all on my dick for
Get poked if you reach for my shit bro
Back in this bitch and we kicking like Bruce Lee
Stacking my paper no loose leaf
And I'm groovy
These niggas they hating they mad they cannot remove me
And I'm saucey
Expensive drip with ya bitch I don't even know what it cost me
You can't off me
Niggas know the style ain't free but I gotta stay flossy
You want your life gotta put up a fight
He can't see cuz this beam to bright
Headshot it'll knock out his lights
They say killing is wrong but I'm making it right
Spotted his whip
We air out his rental
Shot to his face
It knock out his dental
Bullets is crashing knock out his window
She giving me brain
I'm losing my mental
Party
Party
We finna shoot up the party
They noticed we reaching for titles on top of the ladder we feel like the Hardy's
I'm in the back with a Barbie
She giving me sloppy
She sucking my dick all retarded
Shorty been tweakin off xannies
She started to vomit that shit got me nauseous
Frosty
Two flossy
New fit guess what this shit cost me
New thot can't get this bitch off me
Two shots no a nigga can't cross me
We chasing the green for the cheese
These niggas get packed ain't talking Lombardi
And we got the macs in the back
We in this bitch strapped it feel like a car seat
Bitch ass niggas man
It's just
It's just easy bro
Ya feel me
We ain't new to this
We true to this
Pull up to ya block with a ruger clip
Pussy
Bitch ass niggas
Y'all ain't making no cheddar
You come to us well make ya verse better
Pussy
Fuck it
Send us the addy
We got the drop on the loski
Punching on niggas that try to approach me
Big gat new strap for the low fee
Get clapped new pack for the broski
And we got the key to the city
They know we get busy it's finna get litty
Party
Party
We finna shoot up the party
They noticed we reaching for titles on top of the ladder we feel like the Hardy's
I'm in the back with a Barbie
She giving me sloppy
She sucking my dick all retarded
Shorty been tweakin off xannies
She started to vomit that shit got me nauseous
Frosty
Two flossy
New fit guess what this shit cost me
New thot can't get this bitch off me
Two shots no niggas can't cross me
We chasing the green for the cheese these niggas get packed ain't talking Lombardi
And we got the macs in the back we in this bitch strapped it feel like a car seat
Tryna get rich like Roddy the gwap in the box along with the diamonds
Give me the top
Don't care bout the Wap you know I don't listen to Megan Thee Stallion
Money moves that I'm making like Cardi
Drop the lo watch we shoot up the party
These bitches they love me I'm ducking em all but might go Minaj with a barbie
Let's go let's go let's go
Lose one point then we uppin the score
Dissing on bro
Bet you gon die laughing if you think it's a joke
I'm from the Raq
All white ones no timbos
Shots to his brain he doin the limbo
I got a knife imma give em a Slice he tryna go fight I do him like Kimbo
You not my brother
You not my blood
You not my homie then what is you here for
You better get low
Pole on my hip I'm uppin that bitch like I'm dancing to disco
I got the gas no citgo
Stick and a switch we ain't playin Nintendo
Niggas is gay fuck is you all on my dick for
Get poked if you reach for my shit bro
Back in this bitch and we kicking like Bruce Lee
Stacking my paper no loose leaf
And I'm groovy
These niggas they hating they mad they cannot remove me
And I'm saucey
Expensive drip with ya bitch I don't even know what it cost me
You can't off me
Niggas know the style ain't free but I gotta stay flossy
You want your life gotta put up a fight
He can't see cuz this beam to bright
Headshot it'll knock out his lights
They say killing is wrong but I'm making it right
Spotted his whip
We air out his rental
Shot to his face
It knock out his dental
Bullets is crashing knock out his window
She giving me brain
I'm losing my mental
Party
Party
We finna shoot up the party
They noticed we reaching for titles on top of the ladder we feel like the Hardy's
I'm in the back with a Barbie
She giving me sloppy
She sucking my dick all retarded
Shorty been tweakin off xannies
She started to vomit that shit got me nauseous
Frosty
Two flossy
New fit guess what this shit cost me
New thot can't get this bitch off me
Two shots no a nigga can't cross me
We chasing the green for the cheese
These niggas get packed ain't talking Lombardi
And we got the macs in the back
We in this bitch strapped it feel like a car seat
Bitch ass niggas man
It's just
It's just easy bro
Ya feel me
We ain't new to this
We true to this
Pull up to ya block with a ruger clip
Pussy
Bitch ass niggas
Y'all ain't making no cheddar
You come to us well make ya verse better
Pussy
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Writer(s): Malik Redmond
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