Рет қаралды 53
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LYRICS:
(Chorus)
Yah, Bitch
You know what the fuck going on
Lil nigga what be issue cuz you know lil mo you that I’ll kill ya
Big sticks fuck a pistol, that drank good yeah I feel ya
I miss the pussy I don’t miss ya
You suck the bros I can’t kiss ya
Bullets hittin like a missile
Clip long like a pencil
Imma ceo like I’m foreigner, you love the bitch you adoring ha
We zip ya up call the coroner, New bitch smaller and her ass kinda taller,
If you got some drank then I’ll call you
God bless me, I don’t need no ha-choo, leave red on his shirt but I’m not taking ragu
(Verse 1)
Had a talk with my mama she gave me a lecture
Sippin on drank like I’m living in Texas
If it’s smoke then you know lil mo inhale the pressure
I’m fucking the hoe and you know but you kept her
I walk a size 10 nigga big stepper, at ya crib I got the Glock onna dresser
I had a dream getting neck inna Tesla, if you down bad man nobody won’t help ya
Sippin on wodckhart I’m Inlove with this medicine,
We not the same so just stop the comparison
She sucked it so good had to call her a veteran
I’m loving this G-Lock you know that it’s heaven sent
Got 2 dracs so you better move quick
Drop a Nigga quick if he thinking imma lick
Coming to the crib hoe you finna suck dick
Meet em inna streets leave a Nigga on his shit
It’s not yo girl cus it’s our girl
We got big rank cus it’s our world
We got big woods and they stay pearled
Got a bitch like “My Name Earl”
And she too real, and she take pills
I can’t text baby cus I’m inna field
And I’m finna nut you gotta stay still
And I won’t stop till I get a mill
(Chorus)
Lil nigga what be issue cuz you know lil mo you that I’ll kill ya
Big sticks fuck a pistol, that drank good yeah I feel ya
I miss the pussy I don’t miss ya
You suck the bros I can’t kiss ya
Bullets hittin like a missile
Clip long like a pencil
Imma ceo like I’m foreigner, you love the bitch you adoring ha
We zip ya up call the coroner, New bitch smaller and her ass kinda taller,
If you got some drank then I’ll call you
God bless me, I don’t need no ha-choo, leave red on his shirt but I’m not taking ragu
(Verse 2)
You can not get shit if you did not put in
I kick the door fuck putting my foot in
This shit is real gotta take you a look in
I’m inna studio up and I’m cooking
Hit up my bro Nigga for the booking
Bad kid alway got whoopings
Past tense I was jugging for bookbags
Jugg em bad if he think that he all that
(Chorus)
Lil nigga what be issue cuz you know lil mo you that I’ll kill ya
Big sticks fuck a pistol, that drank good yeah I feel ya
I miss the pussy I don’t miss ya
You suck the bros I can’t kiss ya
Bullets hittin like a missile
Clip long like a pencil
LEAVE RED ON HIS SHIRT BUT IM NOT TALKING