Nemii, this bitch retarded

[Chorus]
Get on they ass, don't play wit' us, like we don't put shit on a shirt
Same n***as dissed the guys, we put they dumbass in the dirt
Throw a switch up on your Glock, and hold it down 'cause that bitch twerk
He ain't die but he can't walk, that shit a different type of hurt
N***as never slid for bro, I know the truth, I could expose
Say you fuckin' on 'em hoes, make 'em hoes drop them lo's (Drop them lo's)
Know I only hang wit' killers and we stickin' to the code
Think your mans really love you, 'fore that check and wipe yo' nose

[Verse 1]
I ain't givin' out no passes, you still wit' me, we know he told (Goof ass)
I told Davonte pull that trigger, he get that fillin', I'ma fold (Boom-boom)
I'ma still drop the rakes, I be the same way til I'm old (GDK)
N***as pop them fake percs, that need they fetty 'fore they sold
Catch a body, I'ma beat it
Fuck enough, I know she heated (Yea)
And you know I made her eat it, bitch, I fucked you won't believe it (You won't believe it)
Them n***as say they dissin' who? Let my killers of the loose
N***as notice what we do, broski shoot, I gotta shoot (Boom-boom)
Robbin' a n***a for his loot (Give me that)
If the feds come and get me, man I'm bappin' in the booth
For real, gangsta, I'm the truth
Ask streets, that's my proof
GDK, that's in my roots
Been throwin' L's since I was two
For Lil Rock, I gotta shoot
[Bridge]
Spin they block, jump out, four shooters, fah-fah-fah
N***as die fo' doin' all that, rah-rah-rah
I don't talk on murders n***a, bah-bah-bah
Keep yo' eyes open n***a, on that car (Boom-boom)

[Chorus]
Get on they ass, don't play wit' us, like we don't put shit on a shirt
Same n***as dissed the guys, we put they dumbass in the dirt
Throw a switch up on your Glock, and hold it down 'cause that bitch twerk
He ain't die but he can't walk, that shit a different type of hurt
N***as never slid for bro, I know the truth, I could expose
Say you fuckin' on 'em hoes, make 'em hoes drop them lo's
Know I only hang wit' killers and we stickin' to the code (The code)
Think your mans really love you, 'fore that check and wipe yo' nose (Slime-slime)

[Verse 2]
You can't be out here playin' nice, lil' boy, you better stress sum'
I know bitches who get wild, won't hesitate to stretch one
All these bitches on my dick, they know I'm the next one
He told me chill, but I ain't scared, fuck it let the feds come
Put that money on his head, hold his ass fo' ransom
We wanted one, but we caught two, we call that shit a N-one
Spot an opp, I can't stretch him, beat his ass like grandson
Every time they mention us, we comin' through and blam sum' (Gang-gang)
Get so high, I see the opps, the only time them n***as on they block
We ain't had no hot car, we slid on feet, let's go march (Skrr)
He got flamed, switch too fast, all we know is he got sparked (Gra)
Should've stayed out dem pictures, now his ass play his part
[Chorus]
Get on they ass, don't play wit' us, like we don't put shit on a shirt
Same n***as dissed the guys, we put they dumbass in the dirt
Throw a switch up on your Glock, and hold it down 'cause that bitch twerk
He ain't die but he can't walk, that shit a different type of hurt (That's it)
N***as never slid for bro, I know the truth, I could expose
Say you fuckin' on 'em hoes, make 'em hoes drop them lo's (Drop them lo's)
Know I only hang wit' killers and we stickin' to the code
Think your mans really love you, 'fore that check and wipe yo' nose

[Outro]
Spin they block, jump out, four shooters, fah-fah-fah
N***as die fo' doin' all that, rah-rah-rah
I don't talk on murders n***a, bah-bah-bah
Keep yo' eyes open n***a, on that car