Who Dat?

Why these pussy niggas on my dick
Like you borrow fits for your flicks

If we catch em' lacking me and bro gon' click
I'm the youngest in charge, putting on for this shit
Like where did he go
When we caught him inside of the store

He said he was bout it, nigga, then he froze
If you tryna throw, better let me know like who that?
Don't do that
Cause you ain't never gonna get your boo back

Shout out my niggas cause we moving too tact
Yeah, yeah, you know who we blew at
Big F.T.D and she fuck with the set
She know that it's Ace and it's making her wet

Bad lil' shorty, she know how it get
Don't fuck with no opp, I'ma click till he dead
Last one died, bullets hit his chest
Like, let's go get another

Like, wait, we gon' put him under
Flockin for cuzz, Yea that's word to my mother
Shorty, she bad, shorty got the Gyatt
Like, let me see you do that

She shaking her hips, doing her lil dance
She move like a maniac, number one fan
GRA
Why you moving like that

You think that I'm dumb
Whenever I see you, don't run
You fuck with the opps, you gon' go out like one
Bitches be buggin', bitches they be fletched

Like, we gon' leave him stressed
Pass it bro, bugging with the tech
He do not aim body, he aim for the neck
GRA

Why he moving like that
You think that we scared
Lil' bro just shaking his hips
Fuck it, it's up and it's lit

Let's go get another
Lil' bro said he got it, it's him
Ace said, where did he go
Lil' bro tryna find him, I'd rather line him with a bitch

PTSD, my fingers start to what?
Know my trigger finger starts to itch
Hop out, I'm on they block with my chop out
Pop out, boy better stay with a knock

Not now, Had to tell lil' bro to watch out
Ace trying to shoot him, he already shot
P.O.B. buggin', he aiming for tops
We be shooting for nothing, wanna see him drop

Like, brodie get mixy, he stirring' the pot
We got twenties and fifties, just throwin' them dots
Like, walk in the spot, make it hot
Shorty call me a bird, let it flock

Fuck it, I'm just tryna beat up the box
Tell them niggas stop rappin' like something, they not
Like, what, like, nah, brodie put him on Fox
Tell that nigga to keep him a Glock

And what come out your mouth, knock him out of socks
Tried to chill wit gang, had him kickin' rocks

Tutis and Babas, feenin' for a check
Like, stop that, bitches, they know that we next

Drop that, pop that, who did we flock at
Sorry, baby, no, I can't be your friend
Me and Spizz hop in a V, we gon' flock in a all black ski
No we can't make amends

Got ten shots, I'ma spray a whole ten
Cause I'm clickin' until I make sure that he dead
Spray the whole block out, they ain't pop out
Niggas is pussy, they be duckin' rec

Like, how many opps is all in my list
Cause I'm takin' attendance, I'm missin' some checks
Totin' three hundred and eighty., like, what you expect
Cause I'm catchin' these opps like a Pokemon deck

Don't care about the fashion, I'll spin in a tech
Like fuck it, P.O.B, will do it again

Why these pussy niggas on my dick
Like, you borrow fits for your flicks

If we catch him lacking, me and bro gon' click
I'm the youngest in charge, putting on for this shit
Like, where did he go
When he caught him inside the store

He said he was bout it nigga then he froze
If you tryna throw, better let me know, like, who that