Ahh, what?! (Haha)
Ay, gang
SRT be speedin’, know I do the dash
Slow it down lil’ mama, I can’t be with you, you movin’ fast
Who is that?
Baddie, she a wetty, know I’m finna splash
All the opps be bussin’ in my blunt, no I ain’t finna pass
Headshots, if he spin this block, we tryna make him crash
Red dots, big jawn on your body, n#gg# gimme that
Incredible, once he seen that Glock, you know I made him dash
Always on that dummy sh#t, that’s prolly why I skipped the class
Facial flash, used to call me ugly, now she want me smash
Walkin’ past, f#ckin’ on his b#tch, I know I made him mad
Made him sad, I can’t wife no b#tch none of my n#gg#s had
Brodie blast, mommy brung him in but I’ma send ’em back
Movin’ tact—
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Eli Fross Lyrics – Steppas Freestyle