[Hook: Pistol][x2]
Bitch, I'm turnt up off the scottie
Wildin' in a party
Shorty is a thottie
Fuck that bitch I prolly
The posse in the lobby
Lil Moe 'n 'em on Folly
Tryna catch a body if a n***a out his body
[Verse 1: Pistol]
Bitch, I'm turnt up off the scottie
Just finessed a thottie
Lil Moe 'n 'em on Folly with these n***as in the lobby
Shorty heard I'm GME
Diddy bop for me
She gon' Diddy bop for free
She Diddy boppin' for the team
Off the scottie I can't sleep, I've been up for 'bout a week
Off the scottie I can't fuck, just give me top and (???)
It's just me and Lil AD, I hit up my bro JP
Tell 'em go pick up KD
Bitches wanna do the D
(???) sellin' dope
Smokin' deuce and blowin' smoke
I'm a Moe, but I love Folks. GME shit, shout out my bro
My whole squad be totin' and my whole squad gon' blow
If there's problems with the squad don't be sneak dissin' let us know
Kiddo turnin' up he savage
We in traffic with the ratchet
If he bangin' we gon' blast him
If she poppin', we be smashin'
Kiddo turnin' up a savage
We in traffic with the ratchet
If he bangin' we be blastin'
If she boppin', we be smashin'
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2: Lil Chief Dinero]
KD turnt up off the scottie while he out here totin' his shotty
TJ boppin' with the thotties while I'm gettin' him off the molly
(???) thirsty for a body yeah he might shoot up the party
Any Bloods don't want no problem cause the 30 keep me droppin'
Yeah he love poppin' molly JJ wit him they on Folly
Murda yeah he turnin' up 40 catchin' bodies is his hobby
We on scottie after scottie
Ain't no pills up in this party
(?) catchin' hommies play with 30s and them shotties
Got these bitches turnin' up, they turnin' up but not enough
She know the squad then she gon' fuck
And the squad is all I trust
You dissin' us, you outta luck
Kiddo blow 'n leave 'em slumped
Pistol throw 'em in a truck
Now where the scottie let's turn up
[turn up, turn up, turn up]
My n***as we don't play
Over east where it ain't safe
We catch him lackin', we erase
Let the 30 eat his face
So stay up in your place before we invade in your space and up the pole and take the safe
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3: Kiddo]
I'm wearin' fly shit on me
Tweaked up off the codeine
My n***a JJ rollin'
Every n***a with me holdin'
N***as sneak dissin' don't know me
I guess I'll play like Kobe
Cause even if I ain't, I still shoot like I'm wide open
Bitches boppin' for the bro
Free Lil Bro and free Jam Bro
For my n***as I can't go
For my n***as I'm gon' blow
On your block is not a soul
On my block I'm like a pro
I be callin' all the shots, I'm like the captain or the coach
Bitches ask me why I smoke, cause it balance out my low
If the stash lookin' low, I'm like a master get me more
My bro TI he gun tote
GG ED das my bro
Global Money ENT, it's GME if you ain't know
Me and Pistol racin' 'maros on our way to get Dinero
Up the backroad bitches hello, only fuck them if they (yellow?)
Me and Pistol racin' 'maros on our way to get Dinero
Up the backroad bitches hello, only fuck them if they (yellow?)
[Hook x2]
[Verse 4: JP Armani]
I'm rollin' up these yappas
Rolled up off this ganja, man
He turned up like a light switch
Ayo savage catchin' bodies
Thirsty bitches give me sloppy
I'm coppin', n***as copy
Thotties going crazy boppin' when the gang hit the party
Damn, my money long
Remy, Goose, and Patron
D. Reid gon' grab the hoes and take 'em home, let's make a song
Chief Moe roll up the dope
Whole team up, these hoes gon' go
Off the scottie I can't eat, just make some head then kick the door
You don't smoke then you don't know
One rotation got me gone
Smokin' scottie out my body, smell like gas from Citgo
I got it if you want it, just don't expect for the low
I'm smokin' gas, you're smokin' dro
For the gang, these hoes gon' go
I'm feelin' higher than the sky
These n***as up on the floor
Off the scottie I can't see so grab the TEC and let it go
I'm feelin' higher than the sky
These n***as up on the floor
Off the scottie I can't see so grab the TEC and let it go
[Hook x2]
