Lyrics

Who the fuck is that?
Ay, Hoodie, get his ass, man, load that shit up
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, yeah
White boy, but I'm up on that hood shit
I wish that a pussy boy would ditch
Say he want smoke, but I'm smoking a good split
And I'm hitting every hot I could hit
All of this shit in my drip is a good fit
Hit that boy out of bounds, that's a good lick
Spent it two thousand times, get it hood lit
And I'm doing everything that they couldn't
Listen, ain't no competition, I'm all on this block
With that Glock and that Glock got extension
We aim at his top and he drop when we hit him
His mom ever cry so that guy he evicted me
Wishing that we would've missed him
May never miss with the way that I grip the K
Said that he really be with it, but when we go hit him, he doesn't participate
Brand-new gun, it's an ARP with a brand-new stick and a brand-new beam
Hop out, fresh fit with some brand-new jeans
Bad little bitch and a brand new ring
Same old me, but I'm in a brand-new scene
With a brand new car and some brand new seats
Chopping, kicking, Jackie Chan, Bruce Lee
Making sure that you can stand both feet
Steppin' and stoppin' and gallopin'
Hollopin' all of that bop with that choppa stick
And I promise he gon' need a doctor
'Cause I cannot stop it when I feel they bother lit
And it's obvious how they been poppin'
I feel like the cowboy the way the revolver hit
And if he got a problem then we can solve it
I'ma bust at his top because I'm legit
And I feel like I'm goated, I'm holding this polter
That's up on my shoulders, I carry that shit and I'm rolling it over
I told my mama her Lebo is a soldier
One shot then we smoke him and ghost him
Tell him to leave me alone 'cause I'm mowing
As soon as I get me some dog, get some ogons
Twin Glocks, take a picture with both of them
Like, you just gon' wallow me, why would you bother me?
Just not an option for all of my options
Shit, I ruin with action like I had no option
Here, took a pin and a bitch, man, pop in
Black seat, now I got a bitch, Mary Poppins
I'm a roller with the shade, she nobody dropping
Picking my killers, that's so not stopping
Whether you like it or not
You can put that on your mama, your daddy
Your brother, your sister, your granny
You just didn't find me your whole damn family
Who doesn't know what you got going on lately
But you gon' be the reason they get faded
Me and my **** in the back getting jaded
Big acceleration of self-motivation
How your mother be a camera that is
She started off renting a home invasion
But no one showed up participation
Was led to another application
With bullet flies so evaporating
And there's no way that you can go insane
Got a white boy and he been misbehaving
So there's a way that you can say I'm racist
Go ahead, ****, let the top of birds
White boy, but I'm up on that hood shit
I wish that a pussy boy would ditch
Say he want smoke, but I'm smoking a good split
And I'm hitting every hot I could hit
All of this shit in my drip is a good fit
Hit that boy out of bounds, that's a good lick
Spending two thousand times, get it hood lit
And I'm doing everything that they couldn't
Written by: Wonkru Lit
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