(Uno got the streets going crazy) (I told 'em PJ got them tracks) Say something spray something I make it sound off Draco hold a hunnid I done knocked the whole crowd off (Yo Uzi, run that shit up)
I don't need no nigga to vouch for me my body count gon speak Bitch tryna bring up opps I told that ho I don't speak Oppanese She like why you keep me round but it's the top and drop some knees They want me in the cell they tryna stop me like monopoly Oh oh, dissing in his feelings I ain't trippin he just talk loud Pull up or a mill about a cell it's just three eight-ball All my opps got bullet holes you can ask them what they drake bout Not really I got bodies hold my business you should stay out
I quit sipping syrup I can't doze off Choppa spittin get to rippin now all the doors off He was a troll that shit got old I made him doze off Put up on my shoes love try to wash the sole off I quit sipping syrup I can't doze off Choppa spittin get to rippin now doors off He was a troll that shit got old I made him doze off Put up on my shoes love try to wash the sole off
Spray somethin I make it sound off Draco hold a hunnid I done knocked the whole crowd off
We get the drop we on your ass we make these niggas vacate Pop a nigga do some time we call that shit a vacay Choppa sing make it ring better call for mayday Catch you slippin they go nuts cause they know it's payday They say it's money on my head they on my coattail Why you waiting I got niggas at your doorbell I drop 20 I drop 30 if it's smoke there Last time I checked think my youngin took his soul there
I quit sipping syrup I can't doze off Choppa spittin get to rippin now doors off He was a troll that shit got old I made him doze off Put up on my shoes love try to wash the sole off I quit sipping syrup I can't doze off Choppa spittin get to rippin now doors off He was a troll that shit got old I made him doze off Put up on my shoes love try to wash the sole offTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
