Trolling Me
Who need half he zooted up ion need no meds to hit his head
When I ride it's two of us just me and my glock that's in my hand
He spilled my cup I'm blew as fuck and that shit falling out my hand
You better watch who cruising up my opps in Strikers flip his van
And yo homie died for what you making shirt you still ain't spin
How you flexing watching me and I got my chain on when I spend
I know fasho they trolling me they never slide but to the gram
They be cap they blowing me his homie died they know it's him
We been sliding through they blocks they know we showed they ass
They gon front they move on live of course they know we on they ass
We the ones who kick shit off fasho we blow they get no pass
Mann that shit ain't what it seem fasho that shit ain't green grass
I bet I take his face off aye where my ski mask
I know fasho he tied his lace I know his feet fast
She know I nut up on her face she brought a cleanex
I tell my shooter leave a trace that's where he bleed at
We gon catch 'em by that store that's where they be at
You tryna bust a Nigga head don't aim for knees caps
No I don't respond to shit y'all say man y'all can keep that
Y'all bring the feds up when y'all speak back
Foenem want yo car you can take yo key rack
He wanna hop out let him shoot just lift yo seat back
And all y'all you do is shoot from distance where my beam at
Five on five we grab the ball now where yo team at
Who need half he zooted up ion need no meds to hit his head
When I ride it's two of us just me and my glock that's in my hand
He spilled my cup I'm blew as fuck and that shit falling out my hand
You better watch who cruising up my opps in Strikers flip his van
And yo homie died for what you making shirt you still ain't spin
How you flexing watching me and I got my chain on when I spend
I know fasho they trolling me they never slide but to the gram
They be cap they blowing me his homie died they know it's him
Mann that's Big Steve
When I ride it's two of us just me and my glock that's in my hand
He spilled my cup I'm blew as fuck and that shit falling out my hand
You better watch who cruising up my opps in Strikers flip his van
And yo homie died for what you making shirt you still ain't spin
How you flexing watching me and I got my chain on when I spend
I know fasho they trolling me they never slide but to the gram
They be cap they blowing me his homie died they know it's him
We been sliding through they blocks they know we showed they ass
They gon front they move on live of course they know we on they ass
We the ones who kick shit off fasho we blow they get no pass
Mann that shit ain't what it seem fasho that shit ain't green grass
I bet I take his face off aye where my ski mask
I know fasho he tied his lace I know his feet fast
She know I nut up on her face she brought a cleanex
I tell my shooter leave a trace that's where he bleed at
We gon catch 'em by that store that's where they be at
You tryna bust a Nigga head don't aim for knees caps
No I don't respond to shit y'all say man y'all can keep that
Y'all bring the feds up when y'all speak back
Foenem want yo car you can take yo key rack
He wanna hop out let him shoot just lift yo seat back
And all y'all you do is shoot from distance where my beam at
Five on five we grab the ball now where yo team at
Who need half he zooted up ion need no meds to hit his head
When I ride it's two of us just me and my glock that's in my hand
He spilled my cup I'm blew as fuck and that shit falling out my hand
You better watch who cruising up my opps in Strikers flip his van
And yo homie died for what you making shirt you still ain't spin
How you flexing watching me and I got my chain on when I spend
I know fasho they trolling me they never slide but to the gram
They be cap they blowing me his homie died they know it's him
Mann that's Big Steve
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Writer(s): Demarcus Matthews
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