Donk

It's tms right in this bitch
I got the blick I'm shooting shit
he tried to run and he got hit
I told nigga not to slip
but he ain't listen ugh
I'm jus cooking dope up in the kitchen ugh
and I told lil Ty to grab the Gun cuz they keep dissin
He a blunt ugh
And these bullets took em out to lunch
Ian calling him a pack but kno I'm turning him to runtz ugh
Told him make that move
All the capping that he do
Told him chill cuz ion think he wan be the one we shoot
But uh
All these fucking guns up in wheel they think we soldiers dawg
Told him stop the dissing if he don't I swear it's over dawg
you see all these beams yk we shooting past ya shoulder dawg
He said he get low but best believe I'm getting lower dawg
Niggas see the swagg and jot it down I swear they sons to me
We jus Tryna kill em where he at this shit be fun to me
And I'm off the drugs I'm Tryna kill 'em make him rest in peace
Tms ah kill better stop cuz youn want the beef
she got a donk I'm Tryna hit that
And the flow unmatchable but now I gotta switch that
Bitches on my dick I told em dip cuz Ian wit that
And this nigga mad bc she chewed me get ya bitch back
when u see that laser nigga Man U better duck
Brodie got a .30 all the opp niggas fucked
The score off the charts man the opp niggas suck
If a nigga run up on me watch me shoot it up
cuz niggas get the cappin and the rappin
so we sliding and we clapping
Got my .40 and it's blasting right up at his lip
My niggas we active we ain't lacking
Bet my gun will have u napping
Call my goons and watch it happen right up at ya strip
ya niggas ain't wit it y'all ain't strapped
I put the .40 to ya Back
And watch ya body go splat right up on the walls
And I spin again I see his friend
I got the .30 let out 10
I up the score yea we gon win watch his body fall
Choppa hit his body man it's obvious he in the sky
Ion wan see him walk on skidoee man he gotta die
He seen all them bullets and got scared this nigga boutta cry
Told the bitch to play crib I'm on the block wit all the guys
and we on the west Totin pistols all these fucking glocks
Niggas call me Michael Jordan every time I touch the rock
Told em get some glasses he ain't see me run up on the block
Told lil bro to whip it til it's stiff you kno he whip a lot
He jus made a diss
Reloading the blick
Now I'm boutta blitz
20 shots jus made em sit
Bang right on ya team dawg
Know I got my ski dawg
Ion even see y'all
Why u coppin plea dawg
U kno niggas getting active
Told lil Zay to grab the ratchet
I hop on the beat and smash it
Shotty made em do a backflip ugh
What you wan do? we jus totin rugas dawg
I jus had to call up Zay and he the top shoota dawg