[Krimelife Ca$$]
Yeah
[Krimelife Ca$$ & ABG Neal]
On the block with my mans, tote the Glock in my pants
Throw the rock with my hands, throwing shots, it go blam (Uhh)
[ABG Neal]
Tell that bitch "When I fuck you, don't pull on my braids"
Tell my ex "suck a dick," hope that smut die from AIDS
[Krimelife Ca$$ & ABG Neal]
And my lil’ bitch gave me brain and I skeet on her face
Got my mask and my gloves so I won't leave a trace
Caught a charge from my grip and I still beat the case (What? What?)
And I beat on my chest, you could see that I'm ape
[ABG Neal]
It’s ABG, I bust out .83 and make 'em hula hoop
Who is you? Opps walk past me like they don't know who to shoot
Trap be jumping like a frog, I'm with my dog like Scooby Doo
Bought my Lucky Charm, but the diamonds look like Fruity Loops
[Krimelife Ca$$]
Like who is who? I bust up out the coupe, I might just shoot at you
He acting tough, I might just have to show him what that Ruger do
And I'm shooting like the magic, show 'em what that voodoo do
I'm pulling up with that (*gun cocks*), it go doo doo doo (Blat!)
[ABG Neal]
Pull up we bustin', not for discussion
We play with drums like shit is percussion
Stay with the hammer like this is construction
Drink too much Henny, might shoot up the function
[Krimelife Ca$$]
Not with the cuffin’, I only want fuckin’
Sipping this D'Usse, I might just start dumping
Take down the plug, and now he got nothing
Trap steady booming, they got my phone jumping
Niggas they see me and start Forrest Gumping
Stay talking hot but I know they be bluffing
(Niggas they see me and start Forrest Gumping
Stay talking hot but I know they be bluffing)
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