(CashMoneyAP)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Mmm)
Shotta Flow 6
(Kio, Kio)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Said I was done, I'm back at it again
Back in the car, we spinnin' the Benz (Brrr)
Slide at yo' man, I'ma shoot at yo' friend (Shoot at yo' friend)
Knock him down and then we do it again (Do it again)
Glock automatic, I changed the pin (Changed the pin)
Pull a car jack and we changed the VIN (Changed the VIN)
Don't give a fuck, we slidin' you in (Yup)
Knuck if you buck, knock the brain out his skin
Tell 'em get low like we doin' limbo (Brr)
Cause I'm steppin' fo' sure
You get hit in yo' throat
Never aimin' at yo' motherfuckin' toe
That's where the tag go and I up the score (Brrr)
Asking my bro is he puffin' on Joe
He was tellin' me "No, it's the nigga we smoked" (Brrr)
I didn't know until I seen a ghost so I called up Ghostbusters and sold him a bowl (Brrr)
Dick in her mouth, she keep gaggin' and suckin' (Gaggin' and suckin')
Nut on her cheeks, she was laughin' and blushin' (Laughin' and blushin')
Grabbing my heat, I be clutchin' for nothing (Clutchin' for nothing)
Crash out then we get to uppin' in public (Uppin' in public)
These .223 told my nigga to tuck it
When I tell you, "Bust it", you better start bustin' (Br-brr-brrr)
I saw a witness, but I'm yellin' "Fuck it" (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I started untucking and got me a bucket
I shot at the car when a nigga was seven
When I turned eleven, I turned to a felon (Ayy, ayy)
My nigga was snakin', I knew I could smell it
When I'm feelin' threatened, I turn into Melly (Ayy)
Free Melly
One pop, we pop, we made him drop
We spinned his block (Come here, come here)
Stand over tops (Come here, come here)
We never stop until that Glock go "pop, pop, pop" (Lets go, lets go, Brrr)
Haha, click
Ayy, nigga you know that I hit (What?)
I was up close when I splitted his shit (Splitted his shit)
Bang the jit, then banged his bitch (Banged his bitch)
Hunnid on it, no aiming shit (No aiming shit)
Barrel burning, no coolin' kit (No coolin' kit)
Mad wax, not claiming it (Not claiming it)
MC with the hammer, I'm too legit (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got a bitch and she really too thick (What?)
She be throwing her fits when she ain't getting dick (What?)
Really making me sick, but she do the one trick (What?)
When she split on the dick, got me cumming so quick (Ayy, ayy)
And she suck like a tick (Ayy, ayy)
And her throat like a crick (Ayy, ayy)
Got me hard as a brick, so I shot me a flick (Yeah, yeah)
Ayy, she my dawgs like Vick
Ayy, do what I say, sit, stay (Say, sit, stay)
Yeah, yeah, these niggas police, they just be undercover
Know how that be it can be your own brother (Fuck 'em)
Got in that gutter, start singing like Usher
But we let it burn like he fuck with no rubber (Yeah)
We let it burn like he fuck with no jimmy
My name holding weight, but a nigga be skinny
I'm shiesty like Pooh, but I'm not talkin' Winnie
Shoot at yo' committee
I'm talkin' no kizzy (Hehehe)
Yeah, no kizzy (No kizzy)
Ayy, spin on the block 'til a nigga get dizzy (Brrr)
I make 'em take a seat like he was with Wendy (Brrr)
Catch him at breakfast and catch him at the club
Like DJ Envy, give him shots of henny (Shots of henny)
How many shots?
I don't know, gave him plenty
I let that boy test me, you shouldn't have offend me (Brrr)
Fall in the party, I got this bitch movin' (Got this bitch movin')
All in the crowd with my motherfuckin' jewelry (Motherfuckin' jewelry)
Reach and I get me a trial and a jury (Trial and jury)
Know I'm a rapper, I'm also security (Also security)
Lil Uzi tucked up in my Amiri's (Amiri's)
Fuckin' a groupie she screaming up here (Up here)
Bitch you too wet cause I knocked on her period (Knocked on her period)
She said it's the dick for me, period (Period)
Greatest to do it, need to bring me a trophy (What?)
Know that I'm gangster, but act like a yogi (What?)
Say you a killer, well nigga come show me (What?, come here)
Started approachin', then he did aerobics (Brrr)
So much cheese on me, I'm getting loaded (Ayy)
Put the squeeze on him, I left him bloated (Ayy)
She better on her knees, I wonder how low can she go (Ayy, ayy)
She went to southeastern, and got a promotion (Ayy)
Glock or the Draco (Draco)
Boy you better lay low (Lay low)
Pop-out when the case over (Case over)
Pop-out when the case closed (Case closed)
Wonder where his face go (Where his face go?)
Give that boy a halo (Ha-lo)
My shooter off the meds, he be tweakin' if I say so (What?, Yeah)
Bitch (Come here)
Nigga
Ayy, six, nigga (Brrr)
Yeah, bitch
Ayy, said I was done, I'm back at it again (Call that)
Back in the car (Call that), we spinnin' the Benz
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