Shout To My Ammo

Big shouts to my ammo countin' so much paper that both of my hands swole
Blow strong like Rambo, I'm a shark in the tank little bitch you a tadpole
And I'm getting them Jackson's so hey llittle bitch you can call me Samuel
When you out its a gamble, If you out in Chiraq then you gotta be careful

Aye Chopper blow, chopper blow
I got hoes, I got doe, I got moe
I got smoke I got hoes I got loads

I got some dope, got some BD's
Got some Crips out in Memphis with them things
They gone hit ya limb for limb
They go bim they go bam, when I pop out they gone scram
Me and broski out that jam I was getting a tec now fuck my hands
Fuck my hands, fuck my hands
I got 30's that gone dance
They gone dance, they gone dance
If you fuck around with my bands
If you fuck with my guap, then you gone meet my mop
Bitch I got so many hoes you can call me Santa Claus
Like a Denali I'm gone fuck with your thot I'm gone count up a knot off a xany bar
Kush in the car I got Kush in my blunt if you cross me lil bitch you get split apart



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Writer(s): Zachary Hergott
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