Boom Boom Uhh Hear that hot sh*t we really pop sh*t When we shopped sh*t you copped it We really drop sh*t Who got the keys to the locks We gon' bring the f*ck sh*t Y'all be all upon my d*ck Like its gonna make y'all profit Look Hit his Ma-Ta-Ta That sh*t go Bananas Nana-Nana-Na I don't beef with Gerbers He a baby Gugu-gagaga Ra-Ta-Ta .40 hit him make him do the Cha-cha-cha Na-Na-Na I don't want the block I want the ZAZA
Are you dumb? You ain't spin the block You a d*mn lie Suck a d*ck You ain't k*ll sh*t You let your mans die Tell me you don't feeling sh*t Cuz we was killin' sh*t Remember days we was hitting sh*t Don't want to reminisce Look
Lil' Shorty got the Body-yadi Adi-yadi Slimey mouth she gave me sl*ppy t*ppy in the Maserati Are you dumb? Where couldn't I come Are you dumb? When you see me you better run You got your g*n They caught that n***a lackin' like a b*tch They k*lled your cousin and your man And you still ain't do sh*t
And we still screaming out gang, gang, gang Look Free the guys in the chain gang, gang Finna go insane let it bang, bang, bang Imma up this choppa get out my way
Get out my way I'm coming through Boom Go get your fans up He in the dirt go pick your mans up Dummy Like f*ck a booth go get a strap Look It's funny your mans is never coming back Boy you dumb enough Dumb or what Ain't no fighting Boy that gun is up Go try running up She keep sending me emoji hearts She tryna f*ck or what Girl I'm good I already f*cked enough but you can s*ck me up
And we still screaming out gang, gang, gang Look Free the guys in the chain gang, gang Finna go insane let it bang, bang, bang Imma up this choppa get out my wayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
