2wenty 4our
It's only 8 shells left in this Glock so I'm finna shoot em like Kobe
I broke the lil bitch, her hip in her back She try to tell me go slowly
Shorty must let the drink get to her head Cause this bitch she tryna control me
See me everywhere, and think I got a twin this is not Zack and Cody
Freshman year I went straight to the bar And niggas thought they was gone hoe me
Get a bag then sit on the box Just doing what the OG's told me
Fuck the bitch then tell her don't post me Got her brother, she thought they a hoe me
Chunky crowd, yeah that was the old me four five, yeah this bitch a stogie
She tryna play but got a lot of ass I'm tryna poke some buns
Fo'nem on s you know they be teed They like to tote the guns
She shaking ass, she throw it for free Why would I throw some ones
Watch the ones who got extra forks to the plate
They scrapin' up the crumbs Roll a wood can't pass cause this is a facial
I'm fuckin' up my lungs Bet a pussy lil' nigga won't jump
Take a leap and I'm leavin' him slumped He strapped but he wanna tussle
If he was my homie, can't trust him I was out here bad had to hustle
I'm the brain and the motherfuckin' muscle Slow it down, let me get in my mode
At the bottom, with this shit ten toes Know dababy but this how it go
Store runner', send you to the store Off the top, smokin' shit out a bowl
Set the price what you need, let me know Way too cold with this shit, like below
Way too cold with this shit, wipe the nose Push the gas, might fuck up the car
As long as I don't fuck up the flow Slow down on the pills and the pop
They keep tellin' my homie he know Extended the clip like it long
Hollow tip, put that shit in his dome She thought I was musty, that be the Za
Girl what the fuck is you on? If he try to tweak, he won't make it far
We on to him like cologne If I ain't got no L's, I'm still gettin' high
Lil' boy put that shit in the bong Cap with us and you know we come strong
My cop some that tag alone What's the word? Let me get on his ass
I'ma catch him like Home Alone I was down bad on my dick
Sittin' around, that shit make you madder Certain family was not in the pic
So I had to climb up that ladder Tryna jump up and stuff that bag
And they just tryna be the bagger She don't want you, you bragging on ass
In the back of the back, I'ma smash her Say he up in T, come scoop me
Racin' 12 with the toolies tucked Say, I really damaged the coochie
She just let you touch the boobies, huh? No Stunna, but shit a get spooky
And I ain't talm bout a movie nay Hella niggas, that's out here be goofy
Bug up, you gon' get erased No Cookie Monster, but I'm smokin' on cookies
I'm so high, seeing Jesus face No weapon sign, but I'm grippin' this toolie
Ain't no bein' naked in this place, bitch, ayy
Ain't no bein' naked in this place VMT shit, man
I broke the lil bitch, her hip in her back She try to tell me go slowly
Shorty must let the drink get to her head Cause this bitch she tryna control me
See me everywhere, and think I got a twin this is not Zack and Cody
Freshman year I went straight to the bar And niggas thought they was gone hoe me
Get a bag then sit on the box Just doing what the OG's told me
Fuck the bitch then tell her don't post me Got her brother, she thought they a hoe me
Chunky crowd, yeah that was the old me four five, yeah this bitch a stogie
She tryna play but got a lot of ass I'm tryna poke some buns
Fo'nem on s you know they be teed They like to tote the guns
She shaking ass, she throw it for free Why would I throw some ones
Watch the ones who got extra forks to the plate
They scrapin' up the crumbs Roll a wood can't pass cause this is a facial
I'm fuckin' up my lungs Bet a pussy lil' nigga won't jump
Take a leap and I'm leavin' him slumped He strapped but he wanna tussle
If he was my homie, can't trust him I was out here bad had to hustle
I'm the brain and the motherfuckin' muscle Slow it down, let me get in my mode
At the bottom, with this shit ten toes Know dababy but this how it go
Store runner', send you to the store Off the top, smokin' shit out a bowl
Set the price what you need, let me know Way too cold with this shit, like below
Way too cold with this shit, wipe the nose Push the gas, might fuck up the car
As long as I don't fuck up the flow Slow down on the pills and the pop
They keep tellin' my homie he know Extended the clip like it long
Hollow tip, put that shit in his dome She thought I was musty, that be the Za
Girl what the fuck is you on? If he try to tweak, he won't make it far
We on to him like cologne If I ain't got no L's, I'm still gettin' high
Lil' boy put that shit in the bong Cap with us and you know we come strong
My cop some that tag alone What's the word? Let me get on his ass
I'ma catch him like Home Alone I was down bad on my dick
Sittin' around, that shit make you madder Certain family was not in the pic
So I had to climb up that ladder Tryna jump up and stuff that bag
And they just tryna be the bagger She don't want you, you bragging on ass
In the back of the back, I'ma smash her Say he up in T, come scoop me
Racin' 12 with the toolies tucked Say, I really damaged the coochie
She just let you touch the boobies, huh? No Stunna, but shit a get spooky
And I ain't talm bout a movie nay Hella niggas, that's out here be goofy
Bug up, you gon' get erased No Cookie Monster, but I'm smokin' on cookies
I'm so high, seeing Jesus face No weapon sign, but I'm grippin' this toolie
Ain't no bein' naked in this place, bitch, ayy
Ain't no bein' naked in this place VMT shit, man
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Writer(s): Terrence Arnold
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