K To Georgia

[Intro]
(Yeah, Baby, you did this one)

[Verse]
Yeah, it's eighty degrees, but added thirty, I got Glock with me
This car been sittin' here too long, I am not trippin'
I'm finna go and sell this oil base, no, I did not sip it
I fuck around, shoot doggy in his shit with a chop pistol
This an ARP, the mini, that's what I got with me
I up the chop, he start shakin' out his boots, then I got busy
I knew I was the man at granny house when I got a fifty
This bitch'll fuck you and your mans if you got some Henny
I sell two-thousand-some pressed pills and I got a Bentley
I really damn near socked this bitch, why is you tryna kiss me?
This n***a dumb, I sent a headshot and he tried to flinch it
I'll do somethin' illegal at your crib long as you got a kitchen
I'll let you get the mеds long as you got the chicken
I left my unky 'round thе meds and he got to sniffin'
I think this n***a hit his head, his body in the river
I told my fiend I'm done trappin', now she cryin' river
Nah, I'ma trap for life, crack sender
Find a bad bitch and stuff her up, then put the crack in her
Find an abandoned house all through the hood so we can trap in it
If a fiend OD in that bitch, clear it out, can't go back in it
I sold bags in it, done made some racks in it, fuck you rap n***as
They only hit the lab so they can cap in it and we'll spin them all
Name hold weight like you fat bitches
Send a hundred shots at dog in traffic, now his Scat finished, I done sent 'em on him
Runnin' lights, clutchin' the strap, I got a fifty on me
Oh, you ain't know I'm talkin' 'bout the drum and I'll send it on you
This bitch got a husband, but she don't really care, 'cause she was lickin' on it
N***a sick, he probably gave that bitch a kiss after she was lickin' on me
I told the bitch I really like her, then I'll spend it on you
Psych, just go and ask my last bitch, I ain't spend shit on her
But if you stuff it in your cooch, you can take a portion
Man, I'm hungry than a bitch, I drunk an eight this morning
I am not on tour with Drake, I brought a K to Georgia
I'm out the way, bro, terrorizin' opps, I'm on the Lake with Forgis
Bro trippin', finna go to a car lot so we can take this foreign (Skrrt)
And fuck the feds, do not chase, just forfeit
I crack them cards and make 'em forfeit, bank hack genius
Bitch cut me off, I fucked her credit up and now we back even
This one n***a died from tryna be just like me, it ain't that easy
Caught him out in traffic, split his car in half, well, ain't that greasy?
This bitch called me, where you at? I'm finna come and see it
I keep on starin' at her ass, damn, it's that meaty? Sheesh
Bend her over from the back, beat it
Right now, I'm in the Rover 'cause the 'Cat cleanin'
This bitch got a lot of room, I'm in the back beatin' it
I might cut her off for a month, then I'm back beatin' it
The unc' be sellin' weed bags with the crack seasoning
So I ain't never hit him up for only that reason
[Outro]
(Yeah, Baby, you did this one)