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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Guap Nacho ATX
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
london g golston
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Terry Hines
Producer
Lyrics
(Yo 14, you got another one!)
(Yo, wassup, 'wagoin? ****, 'wagoin? Pop out!)
I come in this bit' i got 30s on me (Yea)
I slide on his block with 100 on me (Slide)
I came in this bit' with a new stone (What, what?)
I'm trapped in the block I can't go home (Say what?)
Got that Glock by my side if you act wrong (Yea)
Young **** don't act wrong (Yea, yea)
Ima slide to 'yo hoe when you not home (Yad)
She getting her back blown (Yad)
Tell me how you gone slide wit' no backup? (Slide)
Pussy boy back up (Back up)
And that **** ain't real he a actor (Actor)
These **** be 'cappers (What)
Catch that boy in the store we gon whack 'em (Yea)
Walk out that bit' like what ham? (Yea)
Walk out that bit' like what ham? (Pop out, pop out)
Walked in that bit' like whats happenin'?, **** (Pop out, pop out)
Invite her friend
She a freak ho' yea they all 10s
In that benz (Yea)
I'm taking that hoe to the trap
Glock 17 with that switch, on that bitch, let the hoe clap
Know eddie probably give **** hell, play wit' that shit, might get stabbed
These 'lil hoes green as hell, come to find out you fucked the whole Dekalb
I can not trust these hoes, cause these hoes can't even trust they self (Fuck 'em!)
All that IG dissin', all that shit get you is shells
Oh you talmmat love? Bitch, come break down these bales (Huh)
You know wagoin' (What)
I beat it up in on the porch, corolla
White hoe she rock Patagonia
White hoe she sniff Coke-A-Cola
Glock 4-5 get to bussin' (4-5)
Dat bit always blowin' (Yea, yad)
That is my favorite gun (Yea, yad)
So that bit' always showin' (Yea, yad)
These women be calling, consistently calling (Consistently calling)
I'm taking these drugs, I do it too often (Yea, what?)
Going up these **** hate to see
Fuck em, don't know why they mad at me (What)
Slime as fuck and it get nasty (Slatt)
Show 'em how to work that backseat (Slime, slime)
Young **** psyched out (Slime)
Ready to pop my 'fye (Yea, pop out)
I'm in this bitch wit my bloods (Pop out, pop out)
Ready to pop at yo' guys (Yea, pop out)
I bitched 'em he switched on his pride
Then he went and switched on the guys
I put a switch on my nine
Gotta perfect my 'fye
(Pop out, pop out!)
Bitch said, "He cheated on me." but I fell in love wit my 'fye
(Huh? Yea, say what? Huh? What? Say what? Say what? What?)
I come in this bit' i got 30s on me
I slide on his block with 100 on me
I came in this bit' with a new stone
Im trapped in the block I can't go home
Got that Glock by my side if you act wrong
Young **** don't act wrong
'Ima slide to 'yo hoe when you not home
She getting her back blown
Tell me how you gone slide with no backup?
Pussy boy back up
And that **** ain't real he a actor
These **** be cappas' (Wassam?)
Catch that boy in the store we gon wack 'em (Wassam?)
Walk out that bit' like what ham? (Wassam?)
Walk out that bit' like what ham? (Wassam?)
Walked in that bit' like whats happenin'?, **** (On God)
{Outro}
(Yo Fourteen we got another one!)
(-like all different color type hoes. I like rich hoes, I like white hoes, I like black hoes, I like broke hoes, feel me, same time it's like fuck y'all hoes 'samsayin..)
Written by: london g golston