[Intro: T.W.O]
Yup (Yup, yup),yup
Yo!
[Hook: T.W.O]
.40 Glock on my hip, I got that 30 (Uh-huh)
When I'm with my bitch I got that .30 (Brrrr)
When I'm with my clique I got that .30 (Uh-huh)
Ridin' round in my whip, I got that .30 (Skuuurrrt)
Run up, you gon' get hit i got that .30 (Uh-huh)
No, I can never slip, I got that .30 (Yessir)
Fuck that extra clip, I got that .30 (Uh-huh)
When I'm on that strip I got that .30 (Yo)
[Verse 1: T.W.O]
When I'm out on that lick I got that .30 (Brrrr)
Ridin' round in my whip, I got that .30 (Skurt skuurrrrt)
When I'm with my bitch I got that .30 (Brrr brrr)
In the club with my clique, I got that .30 (Boom boom)
Hit 'em J, 30 (Yeah)
Get your home [?] up for a birdie (Yessir)
At your momma crib where we gon' stake out (Get in!)
Yeah we snatched her up by 6:30
In the club like Mr. [?] (Yup)
Rob n***as, Miss Berling (Uh)
MAC 11, leave him [?] out, leave his brains goin' from this .30 (Yessir)
I'm a boss and my shit is up (Yup yup)
Grab the SK, fill it up (Fill it up)
On my Pac shit, hit 'em up (Hit 'em up)
[?] can't get 'em up, here we go now
Headshot I'm like brody (Bow)
Then we off with that Rollie (Yessir)
Then we off in that two door
Ridin' off in that stolie (Skurt skurt)
I guess it's best if you don't owe me (Yup)
I guess it's best if you don't know me (Nah)
I guess it's best you get beat up bro, 'cause I do my dirt for maloney (Bow)
Rich bitch get that 30 (Yeah)
When I take a piss get that .30 (Yessir)
When we roll up on you, at the red light, watch his brains lit from that .30 (Yup)
[Hook: T.W.O]
.40 Glock on my hip, I got that 30 (Uh-huh)
When I'm with my bitch I got that .30 (Brrrr)
When I'm with my clique I got that .30 (Uh-huh)
Ridin' round in my whip, I got that .30 (Skuuurrrt)
Run up, you gon' get hit i got that .30 (Uh-huh)
No, I can never slip, I got that .30 (Yessir)
Fuck that extra clip, I got that .30 (Uh-huh)
When I'm on that strip I got that .30 (Yo)
[Verse 2: Swan Gody]
Glock .18 and that go brrrr, 'cause I know they got plans for us
Right in the dirt is where I'm down to put 'em (Yah)
So they rollin' up bands for us
I get down mean with the [?] .14 (Uh-huh)
Fuck your vest, bomb [?] clean (Yeah)
I ain't gotta keep this AK clean (Die!)
I got my little friend on the M16 (Boom)
.45 with extendos, [?] (Uh-huh)
I'ma just keep on duckin'
I'ma keep them things comin' (Bing)
All you gon' see is these shells droppin'
On the top of the pistol, it'll be impossible to miss you
Bong, bong, bong, bong, bong (Uh-huh)
The sound of [?] missile
Grraa ,grraa, grraa, grraa, grraa
I guess you done caught your issue
Bing, bing, bing, bing, bing
[?]
You know my hitters ain't no quitters, and they come for brains (Uh-huh)
They'll throw a whole clip in your in your range and holla, "Keep the change!" (Facts)
If they can't catch you while you stuck out in that traffic (Word)
They'll catch you in font of your momma crib and open up with that MAC clip (Grraa)
Ooh that boy did a backflip (Woo)
Ooh that spittin' up his guts
Ooh that boy is a D.O.A
Yeah that boy shouldn't've fucked with us (Haaa)
[Hook: T.W.O & Rowdy Rebel]
.40 Glock on my hip, I got that 30 (Uh-huh)
When I'm with my bitch I got that .30 (Ha ahh ahh, ha ahh ahh, ha ahh)
When I'm with my clique I got that .30 (Bow, ha bow)
Ridin' round in my whip, I got that .30 (Skuuurrrt)
Run up, you gon' get hit i got that .30 (Rowdy baby, Rowdy baby)
No, I can never slip, I got that .30 (Ha lala, lala)
Fuck that extra clip, I got that .30 (Bow)
When I'm on that strip I got that .30 (Ha lala)
(Grraa, bow, bow, grraa)
[Verse 3: Rowdy Rebel]
Slide up on yo' block (Skurt, skurt, skurt, skurt, skurt) and do you dirty (Do you dirty)
Bitch that .30 on my back, that's Stephen Curry (Grraa, Stephen Curry, Bow)
And my shooters never lie, they out to hurry (Out to hurry)
Trynna turn a fuckin' house into a birdie (Into a birdie, woo woo)
Like fuck a Rollie, got my fresh check, boy that's 30 (Fuck that Rollie, grraa bow)
Because his head is trynna clip me, but I'm sturdy (But I'm sturdy)
And they won't get me, that's that 16 in this .30 (All in this .30)
And that big Glizzy on my hip, bitch that's Big Ernie (Bitch that's Big Ernie)
Before i slack up off my shit, bitch I go get it (Bitch I go get it)
Fuck who ain't with it (What?)
When I head to the top, yes bitch I'm shittin' (I'm shittin')
Like, fuck all they feelin's (Aa)
I'ma get n***as mad and I ain't gon' feel it (Aaaa)
I'ma go get a million (A million, bow)
Take care of the hood, take care of the children (Aaaa)
Still hang with the killas (Bow)
No, I ain't a killa but trust me I'll kill ya (I'll kill ya, woo)
Don't play with my n***as (woo, my n***as)
'Cause this .30 I got will hit up your liver (Your liver, woo)
Yeah, Rowdy that n***a (That n***a, woo)
Yeah, Rowdy call shots and Rowdy pull triggers (Pull triggers, woo)
Rowdy'll hit ya' (Grraa), so don't fuck with Rowdy or him and his n***as (Aaaa)
[Hook: T.W.O]
.40 Glock on my hip, I got that 30 (Uh-huh)
When I'm with my bitch I got that .30 (Brrrr)
When I'm with my clique I got that .30 (Uh-huh)
Ridin' round in my whip, I got that .30 (Skuuurrrt)
Run up, you gon' get hit i got that .30 (Uh-huh)
No, I can never slip, I got that .30 (Yessir)
Fuck that extra clip, I got that .30 (Uh-huh)
When I'm on that strip I got that .30 (Yo)
