BOOM!
They told me get in where you fit in
This off the top, nah this shit ain't no written
Im riding round with a smith, and
It's on my right I got the double cup in my left hand
Boy you lightweight like an F.N., Don't fuck around and end up missing
I gotta teach niggas like a lesson so pussy nigga pay attention
I can't get knocked off my pivot, I can't get caught out here slipping
Hell nah I can't go nah I can't get caught out here slipping
Hell nah, I can't go like that, no, I can't go like that
I'd rather just keep a Taurus on me with a beam attached
If I don't wake up and make some money, I can't sleep like that
I'ma keep on fadin' till I'm full, cause I eat like that
Ain't that right? I would duck off, but you ain't my type
Hit one night, an then I dip electric slide
Feel my vibe, can't be wife, don't got time
Don't cross that line, let's make this shit a good night
Ooh, ooh, ooh, bitch, you better not be crossin' that line
Told that lil' bitch to come to the crib, I turn it around, yeah, I'm breakin' her spine
Baby girl, let me hit from behind, she know I'm the one, she callin' me fine
Lil' baby too drunk, she off of the wine, she gave me brain, got me out of my mind
And I said, ooh, ooh, ooh, come fuck on the gang and them two
And we in the party, a whole lot of bitches, they comin' in pairs, yeah, I like em in two
Bitch, don't get it started, cause gang in this bitch, yeah, one false, move and they air out the room
And they air out the room, that bitch go boom
This off the top, nah this shit ain't no written
Im riding round with a smith, and
It's on my right I got the double cup in my left hand
Boy you lightweight like an F.N., Don't fuck around and end up missing
I gotta teach niggas like a lesson so pussy nigga pay attention
I can't get knocked off my pivot, I can't get caught out here slipping
Hell nah I can't go nah I can't get caught out here slipping
Hell nah, I can't go like that, no, I can't go like that
I'd rather just keep a Taurus on me with a beam attached
If I don't wake up and make some money, I can't sleep like that
I'ma keep on fadin' till I'm full, cause I eat like that
Ain't that right? I would duck off, but you ain't my type
Hit one night, an then I dip electric slide
Feel my vibe, can't be wife, don't got time
Don't cross that line, let's make this shit a good night
Ooh, ooh, ooh, bitch, you better not be crossin' that line
Told that lil' bitch to come to the crib, I turn it around, yeah, I'm breakin' her spine
Baby girl, let me hit from behind, she know I'm the one, she callin' me fine
Lil' baby too drunk, she off of the wine, she gave me brain, got me out of my mind
And I said, ooh, ooh, ooh, come fuck on the gang and them two
And we in the party, a whole lot of bitches, they comin' in pairs, yeah, I like em in two
Bitch, don't get it started, cause gang in this bitch, yeah, one false, move and they air out the room
And they air out the room, that bitch go boom
Credits
Writer(s): T Lav, K Dav
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