(Chorus)
Who you fucking with? who you touchin on?
Talk to this mufukkin glizzy that I be clutching on
Its finna put you on, to the hospital bed
Since you thinkin you so tough, how you bout it and you dead
Pass this shit to p you know that they can't fuck with me
I'm really blowing on some tree and rollin off the brandy
I be high off my mind, so drunk I can't think
Rolling up backwoods smoking harder than you ever did n***a!
(Verse)
Damn he really gassed me, the stupid n***a out here kicking dirt up on my family
N***a not my family, but since you done fucked up plan a I guess this is the plan b
Big chops and barettas up em on you the shit hit dandy
How the fuck he talkin bout me crazy?
Like I wasn't out there grinding trynna make make a fucking mill, and lately!
When n***as see me in pеrson the energy ain't brazy!
But swеar that when I'm not there yall all woofin bitch n***as!
Grab the 40 put it to his jaw
Slice him like a chainsaw
Shoot the n***a head till it explodes and watch his brains fall
Daviontae gone finesse the beat
Producer got robbed
Among one of the Northside n***as that you cannot cross
Bitch I'm hot like hot sauce
Onomatopoeia gun it hit you and say bow! bow!
N***a you are my child
Imma let you go wild
While I sit and smoke loud
Got me over here really talkin bout some ouuu child
You acting a fool child
This shit isn't cool child
Imma get real cruel, I'll pull up with the tool wild
Shit that imma do
And you ain't fucking with me
Well I ain't fucking with you
Daviontae inna mix Bitch!
(Chorus)
Who you fucking with? who you touchin on?
Talk to this mufukkin glizzy that I be clutching on
Its finna put you on, to the hospital bed
Since you thinkin you so tough, how you bout it and you dead
Pass this shit to p you know that they can't fuck with me
I'm really blowing on some tree and rollin off the brandy
I be high off my mind, so drunk I can't think
Rolling up backwoods smoking harder than you ever did n***a!
(Verse 2)
Aye, bitch I been on they block tho, serve a n***a a paint like im Pablo Picasso
Me and my n***as bout our guap yeah we really bout nachos. Showin that pole on the net knowing damn well That's not yours
Sipping wock too the face, cause a young n***a hard though. Nnp till the death, dumb n***a I cannot fold
Locked and load with this drac, get low like it's my show. Like the way that I move, got me feeling like pop smoke
Never be got, I hit my moves, got me hitting my dance though. We got chops, we got Glocks, God it look like a gun show
Shake that ass lil baby gone ahead do yo dance tho. We did this shit on our own like "what the fuck is a big homie?"
We did this shit on our own like "what the fuck is a big homie?"
The bro showed me the same thing, like what's the point of a big homie
Aye! Two things, up in the streets you gotta keep your heat
You also gotta watch what you say before a n***a speak
Closed mouth don't get feed, a n***a gotta eat
And imma push this nnp shit, till I rest in peace
Lil bro trynna cop him a stick, he said "fuck a beam"
She started rubbing all on the Glock, and started sucking me
Lil bitch hella cute on her knees the pretty lil freak
Blew her back out now I got her fiending for the meat
N***as love talkin on the net I swear these n***as weak
I'm in the north, really too the bag, I'm really bout my cheese
Cause one call will get a n***a gone I'm talking about deceased
And everytime I hop on the track I gotta kill the beat
This n***a tried to say my music wack, like "n***a who is he?"
THUNZ Rolling gas in the wood, I swear that shit is stink
Alot of n***as wanna see me down, but a n***a gone make it
How the fuck you finna call me bro but you finna fake it?
I said how the fuck you finna call me bro but you finna fake it?
Bitch i was really in the north really in the making
(Chorus)
Who you fucking with? who you touchin on?
Talk to this mufukkin glizzy that I be clutching on
Its finna put you on, to the hospital bed
Since you thinkin you so tough, how you bout it and you dead
Pass this shit to p you know that they can't fuck with me
I'm really blowing on some tree and rollin off the brandy
I be high off my mind, so drunk I can't think
Rolling up backwoods smoking harder than you ever did n***a!