GETTIN LITTLE

JSavv in this bitch, man, yay ya gang
We got KCappa in this bitch, blood ties man
(La Familia)

Huhh
Masked up, on a drill
Finna pull up in a fuckin' hot car
And you know we got about four glocks in this car

Plus the driver, so that's five guys
And you know we comin' with them fuckin' glizzy's
And you know them bitches hittin'
And you know them bitch got fifties

Call them bitches titties
Hit you and I'm in your fuckin' city
Bitch you can get out with me
I ain't worried bout them fuckin' niggas

And you know they never on shit, man
Them niggas fuckin' lame
I'ma come around, hit him in his brain
Nigga

And we play with pussies
Like we fuckin' play with pistols
Niggas talkin' shit
Hit him with this fuckin' nickel

Hit him in his pimple
Whack him in his fuckin' dimple
Niggas talkin' shit
Man, you need a fuckin' tissue

Cuz his family gonna miss him
Bitch, we gonna blitz you
I send lil bro to blitz you
Bitch, you know he come and get you

Bitch, he a body snatcher
Bitch, he come and fuckin' grab you
Bitch, he a soul snatcher
Bitch, he come and fuckin' snatch you

Come come and fuckin' wrap you
And you know he fuckin' wrapped you
I'm comin' with the blick &
You know that he really fuckin' attackin

And he comin' for that drill
Comin' for that fuckin' kill
And he got them fuckin' skills
You know he really in this shit for real

We ain't your average rappers
Niggas out here hustlin' backwords
Bitch, we some fuckin' trappers
All of us some fuckin' cappers

And we ain't got no sense
Bitch, we fuckin' lost our screws
Back then in the day, 4nem
Never went to school

Bitch, we been rude
Never fuck around
Listen to the rules
Fuck that school

I don't give a fuck
Fuck the jakes and the fuckin' opps
And you know I'm pullin' out that mop
Put it on they top

I don't give a fuck
In a shootout with the fuckin' opps
Hit him in the head
Then I got off on that fuckin' car

Huhhh
Back when me and nine walked up
And down that fuckin' block
Bitch, we had six shots

And we was gonna let em off, ay
Fuck nigga, yeah I'm clutchin' on a pocket pistol
This bitch a throw away
If I gotta get up with you

And we gon' clear the block
Bitch, we gon' make it hot
Shot spotters, pingin' off
Bitch, you know we takin' off

Runnin' down that fuckin' block
We stock with plenty shots
Comin' with the fuckin' glock
That 26 a drop, you off

Bullet come out really fresh
And you know that that bitch is lead
When I up my stick, you know that beam
You know that beam be aimed up at you head, bitch

You playin' with your life
Danglin' in my city, nigga
Nardo Wick who want to smoke
Can get up with me, nigga

They say I'm showin' off two K in jewelry, what's the cost
We got down low cuz we just peeped the go to fuckin' cops

We hear him in the distance
Bitch, you know we gettin' little
Niggas talkin' shit
You know my dividend's gettin' bigger

Ayy, we gon' do that, hoe on chief
On Carmel, shorty
C'mon, let's do it right now, nigga
So we don't be flodgin

Come on lets do it man
Let's get it
On bro