Catch Him
Catch this nigga who dissin', you already know he gettin' whack
And I be in the kitchen whippin' up that good crack
Every time that I spit, you already know that I'm spittin' facts
Every day that I wake up, you already know that I'm chasin' the racks
Every time that I roll up, you already know that I'm rollin' up thrax
Turn up on the niggas, swear to God, I'm goin' to the max
Pop these perks, smoke the weed, swear to God, just to relax
This hit double r my nighas bleeding like some tacks
Ride through the hood, that's how I'ma get on your ass
Brand new whip, wear no lights, I still do the dance
I'ma go all in and I'm focused on the cash I'ma try and leave them dead, I'ma try and
get on your ass
I'ma go all in and I'ma try and get on your ass
Brand new whip, wear no lights, I still do the dance
I'ma go all in and I'm focused on the cash I'ma try and leave them dead, and I told where
the tag
And we all nuts, I swear to God, these niggas mad
Walk down on your house, we try to kill your dad
Switch around, clip, wrap with my red flag I thought it was classic, but I gotta shake
it now
And this shit get crazy, I shite that bitch without no mask
Niggas, they be hatin' when I spit and they be gas
Hit the gas, come through the hood, we on your ass
Y'all already know we got the money, we on your ass
And I'ma go all in and I'ma try and get on your ass
I'ma go all in and I'ma try and get on your ass
I thought it was classic, but I gotta shake it now
And this shit get crazy, I shite that bitch without no mask
Niggas, they be hatin' when I spit and they be gas
Hit the gas, come through the hood, we on your ass
Y'all already know we get it fast, fire shit, nigga, fire shit
Catch a nigga who dissin', you already know he gettin' wet
And I be in the kitchen whippin' up that good crap
Every time that I be spittin', you already know that I spit in the face
Every day that I wake up, you already know that I'm chasin' the racks
Every time that I roll up, you already know that I'm rollin' up cracks
Turn up on the niggas, who woulda got him
Go up to the max, I'ma party perfect, I'ma go all in and I'ma try and get on your ass
Turn up on the niggas, who woulda got him
Go up to the max, I'ma party perfect, I'ma go all in and I'ma try and get on your ass
You heard it, murder weeds, who woulda got just to relax
This shit double opt when they are bleedin', lights on ten
I'ma do the shite, you hear me
I'ma do the shite, you hear me
I'ma do the shite, you hear me
And I be in the kitchen whippin' up that good crack
Every time that I spit, you already know that I'm spittin' facts
Every day that I wake up, you already know that I'm chasin' the racks
Every time that I roll up, you already know that I'm rollin' up thrax
Turn up on the niggas, swear to God, I'm goin' to the max
Pop these perks, smoke the weed, swear to God, just to relax
This hit double r my nighas bleeding like some tacks
Ride through the hood, that's how I'ma get on your ass
Brand new whip, wear no lights, I still do the dance
I'ma go all in and I'm focused on the cash I'ma try and leave them dead, I'ma try and
get on your ass
I'ma go all in and I'ma try and get on your ass
Brand new whip, wear no lights, I still do the dance
I'ma go all in and I'm focused on the cash I'ma try and leave them dead, and I told where
the tag
And we all nuts, I swear to God, these niggas mad
Walk down on your house, we try to kill your dad
Switch around, clip, wrap with my red flag I thought it was classic, but I gotta shake
it now
And this shit get crazy, I shite that bitch without no mask
Niggas, they be hatin' when I spit and they be gas
Hit the gas, come through the hood, we on your ass
Y'all already know we got the money, we on your ass
And I'ma go all in and I'ma try and get on your ass
I'ma go all in and I'ma try and get on your ass
I thought it was classic, but I gotta shake it now
And this shit get crazy, I shite that bitch without no mask
Niggas, they be hatin' when I spit and they be gas
Hit the gas, come through the hood, we on your ass
Y'all already know we get it fast, fire shit, nigga, fire shit
Catch a nigga who dissin', you already know he gettin' wet
And I be in the kitchen whippin' up that good crap
Every time that I be spittin', you already know that I spit in the face
Every day that I wake up, you already know that I'm chasin' the racks
Every time that I roll up, you already know that I'm rollin' up cracks
Turn up on the niggas, who woulda got him
Go up to the max, I'ma party perfect, I'ma go all in and I'ma try and get on your ass
Turn up on the niggas, who woulda got him
Go up to the max, I'ma party perfect, I'ma go all in and I'ma try and get on your ass
You heard it, murder weeds, who woulda got just to relax
This shit double opt when they are bleedin', lights on ten
I'ma do the shite, you hear me
I'ma do the shite, you hear me
I'ma do the shite, you hear me
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Writer(s): Kadryn Roberson
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