Boom Boom Uhh Hear that hot sh*t we really pop sh*t When we shopped sh*t you copped it We really drop sh*t Who got the keys to the locks We gon' bring the fuck shit Y'all be all upon my dick Like its gonna make y'all profit Look Hit his ma-ta-ta That sh*t go bananas nana-nana-na I don't beef with gerbers He a baby gugu-gagaga Ra-ta-ta 40 hit him make him do the cha-cha-cha Na-na-na I don't want the block I want the zaza
Are you dumb? You ain't spin the block You a damn lie Suck a dick You ain't kill shit You let your mans die Tell me you don't feeling shit 'cause we was killin' shit Remember days we was hitting shit Don't want to reminisce Look
Lil' shorty got the body-yadi Adi-yadi Slimey mouth she gave me sloppy tippy in the Maserati Are you dumb? Where couldn't I come Are you dumb? When you see me you better run You got your g*n They caught that nigga lackin' like a bitch They killed your cousin and your man And you still ain't do shit
And we still screaming out gang, gang, gang Look Free the guys in the chain gang, gang Finna go insane let it bang, bang, bang I'ma up this choppa get out my way
Get out my way I'm coming through Boom Go get your fans up He in the dirt go pick your mans up Dummy Like fuck a booth go get a strap Look It's funny your mans is never coming back Boy you dumb enough Dumb or what Ain't no fighting Boy that g*n is up Go try running up She keeps sending me emoji hearts She tryna fuck or what Girl I'm good I already fucked enough but you can suck me up
And we still screaming out gang, gang, gang Look Free the guys in the chain gang, gang Finna go insane let it bang, bang, bang I'ma up this choppa get out my way
Compositores: Carl Legrett (BMI), Daniel Hernandez (BMI), Kristian Murphy Fuhse (Murda Murphy) (BMI), Raymond Aiah Jr Komba (Ray Keys) (BMI)Editores: Create Digital Music (BMI), Create Music Group IncECAD verificado obra #31632903 em 20/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM