Spank Tha Case
Chase his ass with sunglasses
I bet I spank the case
We take 12 ass on a race
They wanna catch they gotta chase
In and out that's every state
Fuck on yo hoe you call her babe
Got the low from the slow hoe
Don't even know she got him baked
Face shot, give his ass face shot
Where we at? They block, we is boy
They not, pullin up we spray
Tops I'm on it, gettin eight drops
Black is at the case
Hide I'm black as soon as his face drop
Yeah, it's you know I'm on it, on it
Show me my opponent, up this bitch
And I just let it spray
Before we spend all on him
Get that shit from out of state
When you get baked that's where I'm going
Got this glizzy and it's showin
Plus it's pokin bitch you want it
Ops ain't on the thing
Cause we keep spendin niggas blocks
Got the low from this lil thot
She wanna talk and drop they spot
Pull up creep around the back
That's what you touch soon as I knock
Blowin at they top
Do his ass like Wap, dang
And bitch we all up on our skit
You could catch us on our block
We ain't ducking shit
I'm just waitin soon as he lack you gettin drenched
I need a clint
Knock his brain all out his head
His ass was dead, it had no scent
I like blocking most these bitches
Bitches postin with these bitches on that block
If a cop too fast we blowin all these bitches
We can't let him in our business
Ain't got time for niggas snitchin
Thought that nigga was our brother
But he turned from two to a witness
I bet I spank the case
We take 12 ass on a race
They wanna catch they gotta chase
In and out that's every state
Fuck on yo hoe you call her babe
Got the low from the slow hoe
Don't even know she got him baked
Face shot, give his ass face shot
Where we at? They block, we is boy
They not, pullin up we spray
Tops I'm on it, gettin eight drops
Black is at the case
Hide I'm black as soon as his face drop
Yeah, it's you know I'm on it, on it
Show me my opponent, up this bitch
And I just let it spray
Before we spend all on him
Get that shit from out of state
When you get baked that's where I'm going
Got this glizzy and it's showin
Plus it's pokin bitch you want it
Ops ain't on the thing
Cause we keep spendin niggas blocks
Got the low from this lil thot
She wanna talk and drop they spot
Pull up creep around the back
That's what you touch soon as I knock
Blowin at they top
Do his ass like Wap, dang
And bitch we all up on our skit
You could catch us on our block
We ain't ducking shit
I'm just waitin soon as he lack you gettin drenched
I need a clint
Knock his brain all out his head
His ass was dead, it had no scent
I like blocking most these bitches
Bitches postin with these bitches on that block
If a cop too fast we blowin all these bitches
We can't let him in our business
Ain't got time for niggas snitchin
Thought that nigga was our brother
But he turned from two to a witness
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Writer(s): Zyair Brown
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