(Lames)
I got a drum on my Glock
We sellin that coke
We sellin that wock
Doin drivebys
Droppin the top
Mess with the gang
You gon get popped
Pull out the choppa
I pull out my nine
All of these lames
They wasting my time (x2)
Ima mess wit shawty
She a dime
Pull out my racks
I pull out like five
Bullets hit his back
He still alive
Next time he won’t survive
When he pull up
You know he gon die
I got a drum on my Glock
We sellin that coke
We sellin that wock
Doin drivebys
Droppin the top
Mеss with the gang
You gon get popped
Pull out thе choppa
I pull out my nine
All of these lames
They wasting my time (x2)
Ima mess wit shawty
She a dime
(Fosho)
Yeah the uzi gon spray
Pull out the Glock
And I aim at his face
We gon shoot him anyway
Yo wife is on me
You getting played
Sip on this coidene
I spent a rack
Making this money
So I made it back
Your music is trash
Your music is wack
I keep a stick on me
I never lack
Smokin on this pack
All of ya’ll mess wit me
When you know that I’m counting racks
And that’s a fact yeah
And that’s fosho
Bought my momma a new house
And brought her some dough
Yeah the uzi gon spray
Pull out the Glock
And I aim at his face
We gon shoot him anyway
Yo wife is on me
You getting played
Sip on this coidene
I spent a rack
Making this money
So I made it back
Your music is trash
Your music is wack
I keep a stick on me
I never lack
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