NLess
Yeah, I fuck niggas bitch
If I ain't hit yo hoe
I bet shiesty man get dem bitch
Shiesty man drop them bitches
Yeah
We fuck niggas bitches
Aye
Feeling like I'm Gillie
You brought Big Thirty da carter
I'm chopping shit
Got more hoes than Hugh Hefner and South Walker
I better not do no tricking
Dick is all I got to offer
Baby this dick ain't free
I'm fucking on the plug daughter
We reckless in
We masked up wit dat choppa
My nigga think I fuck his bitch
Nigga I fuck on models
That hoe can't see my dick for nothin
Dat nigga never up in Memphis
Dat mean that no way possible
I'm higher than the baby
I done poured up a Mercedes
I spent so much on dis drank
I get high on the daily
Basic
Not 24/7
25/8
I'm chasing
That purple wit dis black
And I'm highway racing
You book me for a show
Book the choppa
I'm bringing the drac in
Can't take them guns to fifty states
They going to fourty-eight then
They other two states New York and Cali
Got a three-eighty
Dat phone got that three-eighty
Pump him up with that blade then
Dracos
300 Blackout
Glocks with the flashback
5 5 6's strike
Knock his hat back
Had to pull a move out my personal car
Can't get the max back
That was my low-key car
Now my low key is a hellcat
This one week
Couple weeks we got that get back
TRX
Hellcats
Trackhawks
And the BP Cadillac
Lift kit on everything
We gon knock his shit back
Team splat get that get back
I just cope the lam truck just to go to the store
In the backseat eating lamb chops
Getting throat from ya hoe
Nigga trail us
Imma blam ya
No hesitation blow
Everytime they try to trail us
We bust a U then score
In the P B S or ram truck
The opps ain't even know
I'm bout tried of hitting they block
That's about thirteen in a row
Seven time out of thirteen
Damn near everytime we score
Damn near everytime I blow
They never duck
Oh, you thought this shit was over
I ain't even said free Shiesty
Free shiesty
I know exactly why nigga don't like me
If ain't hit a nigga bitch
I'm knowing you done striked it
Turned a sunny day into raining
We struck his ass with dat lightning
I don't give a fuck what venue or what club
I'm getting that pipe in
See blood I get excited
I done seen more blood than Mike Tyson
I done seem more than a tiger
Step on shit get shit buried
I put shit up in a hurry
Come outside
Boy you ain't fucking to get fucked
You on yo period
Thought this shit was a game
Till him foundt out that Big 30 serious
Brrrrr
Brrrrr
Them switches they finish in a hurry
Boy thought I was a rapper
Pussy I'm getting shit buried
If I ain't hit yo hoe
I bet shiesty man get dem bitch
Shiesty man drop them bitches
Yeah
We fuck niggas bitches
Aye
Feeling like I'm Gillie
You brought Big Thirty da carter
I'm chopping shit
Got more hoes than Hugh Hefner and South Walker
I better not do no tricking
Dick is all I got to offer
Baby this dick ain't free
I'm fucking on the plug daughter
We reckless in
We masked up wit dat choppa
My nigga think I fuck his bitch
Nigga I fuck on models
That hoe can't see my dick for nothin
Dat nigga never up in Memphis
Dat mean that no way possible
I'm higher than the baby
I done poured up a Mercedes
I spent so much on dis drank
I get high on the daily
Basic
Not 24/7
25/8
I'm chasing
That purple wit dis black
And I'm highway racing
You book me for a show
Book the choppa
I'm bringing the drac in
Can't take them guns to fifty states
They going to fourty-eight then
They other two states New York and Cali
Got a three-eighty
Dat phone got that three-eighty
Pump him up with that blade then
Dracos
300 Blackout
Glocks with the flashback
5 5 6's strike
Knock his hat back
Had to pull a move out my personal car
Can't get the max back
That was my low-key car
Now my low key is a hellcat
This one week
Couple weeks we got that get back
TRX
Hellcats
Trackhawks
And the BP Cadillac
Lift kit on everything
We gon knock his shit back
Team splat get that get back
I just cope the lam truck just to go to the store
In the backseat eating lamb chops
Getting throat from ya hoe
Nigga trail us
Imma blam ya
No hesitation blow
Everytime they try to trail us
We bust a U then score
In the P B S or ram truck
The opps ain't even know
I'm bout tried of hitting they block
That's about thirteen in a row
Seven time out of thirteen
Damn near everytime we score
Damn near everytime I blow
They never duck
Oh, you thought this shit was over
I ain't even said free Shiesty
Free shiesty
I know exactly why nigga don't like me
If ain't hit a nigga bitch
I'm knowing you done striked it
Turned a sunny day into raining
We struck his ass with dat lightning
I don't give a fuck what venue or what club
I'm getting that pipe in
See blood I get excited
I done seen more blood than Mike Tyson
I done seem more than a tiger
Step on shit get shit buried
I put shit up in a hurry
Come outside
Boy you ain't fucking to get fucked
You on yo period
Thought this shit was a game
Till him foundt out that Big 30 serious
Brrrrr
Brrrrr
Them switches they finish in a hurry
Boy thought I was a rapper
Pussy I'm getting shit buried
Credits
Writer(s): Rodney Lamont Wright Jr., Luis Vincent Gaerdes, Calvin Cane Iii
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