TTD Flow
What's da dizzle
What's da deal
I said, bitch what's da deal
NanaCartel
What Krock say? Lot ah shotz wit Me
Lotta shotz nigga
Ouuu
Yk da deal nigga
Nigga got crossed outta the pic
Like it's tic tac toe
Bitch got slapped droppin shit
Pick up my 4
Somebody tell juice to pic up his Fucking bro
He tried to run in dis huddle
Got hit wit pole
Tell Julius he a fruit cake Krabby Patty
Heard cuhs was fuckin his bitch
He a snake doe
Long Live Mar
I got niggas on payroll
Heard he from the other side of state Lines
He ain't onnat
Hit his house while he shower
Shampoo bullets in his eyes
People say dat dey real
But dey snakes in disguise
Ion fw wit niggas
We fit in one load
That's wild
Hot shit hit his Face
Like a ugly bitch, he fried
Catch a face shot, friedface
Major setback
Shhh still mad about his homie
He couldn't get back
Dis Baby A get to twerkin
But Glock kick up
Aired out the function
Had dude hittin sit-ups
Still stand over
10 to the face
He can't sit-up
We shoot bitches for droppin 4s
Pick yo bitch up
I know if I needa nigga gone
Brodie gon hit one
If I catch you loafin Inna burbs
I'm finna get shum
Like nigga
If I send bro onna dribble
He gon blick shum
Brodie like Mr. Miyagi wit dis Glock
He gon split sum
I Hate niggas who be acting like they onnat
If a nigga try to slide on dis block
Hit his ball cap
We slid
Dem boys dey all cap
Dey ain't onnat
Dey aint onnat
What's da deal
I said, bitch what's da deal
NanaCartel
What Krock say? Lot ah shotz wit Me
Lotta shotz nigga
Ouuu
Yk da deal nigga
Nigga got crossed outta the pic
Like it's tic tac toe
Bitch got slapped droppin shit
Pick up my 4
Somebody tell juice to pic up his Fucking bro
He tried to run in dis huddle
Got hit wit pole
Tell Julius he a fruit cake Krabby Patty
Heard cuhs was fuckin his bitch
He a snake doe
Long Live Mar
I got niggas on payroll
Heard he from the other side of state Lines
He ain't onnat
Hit his house while he shower
Shampoo bullets in his eyes
People say dat dey real
But dey snakes in disguise
Ion fw wit niggas
We fit in one load
That's wild
Hot shit hit his Face
Like a ugly bitch, he fried
Catch a face shot, friedface
Major setback
Shhh still mad about his homie
He couldn't get back
Dis Baby A get to twerkin
But Glock kick up
Aired out the function
Had dude hittin sit-ups
Still stand over
10 to the face
He can't sit-up
We shoot bitches for droppin 4s
Pick yo bitch up
I know if I needa nigga gone
Brodie gon hit one
If I catch you loafin Inna burbs
I'm finna get shum
Like nigga
If I send bro onna dribble
He gon blick shum
Brodie like Mr. Miyagi wit dis Glock
He gon split sum
I Hate niggas who be acting like they onnat
If a nigga try to slide on dis block
Hit his ball cap
We slid
Dem boys dey all cap
Dey ain't onnat
Dey aint onnat
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Writer(s): Nanacartel Jd
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