A’s or B’s
[Chorus: 3o$ama]
I'm high as shit, I'm in the stu', just poured a deuce of yellow with Blake n***a, we be toting P
The opps be lying, their ass be capping, how the fuck they don't know me?
Like I ain't pop my door, jump out that Ford and creep with Drac' CD
These n***as capping, don't be spinning, how the fuck they wanna beef?
These n***as capping, don't be spinning, they ain't got no fucking Bs
They ain't even got no fucking attempts
I'll creep up through your bushes like a fox and jump a fence
And I know you heard 'bout that last n***a, he died and jumped the fence
[Verse 1: 3o$ama]
Boy, what's wrong with him?
Put that switchy on his ass, put that drizzy on his ass
We was fishing the [?] with T and I gave him a pass
But he showing off and throwing me off so I'ma smash his ass
GP keep capping like he spinning, he ain't spin since 2020
I'm really active and I shoot my gun, n***a on [?]
Still screaming free Threat, when he come home we gon' roll up [?]
He thugging hard with his celly, shoutout my n***a Bmoney
I took all the charges, told the detectives I ain't see nothing
The dead keep dissing, how 'bout you bitch-n***as come and do something?
Shoutout to Mook, that's my heart n***a, you play thing he shoot something
And Fox pushing 30, he still active and we got cars
7.62s park shit and [?] set off car alarms
I dropped a bomb up the border, remember? They called me Brett Favre
I been on shit with you bitch-n***as since that day at [?]
And Lil [?] is a bitch, that n***a don't even go hard
If we get pulled over boo, put this Fentanyl in your bralet
[Verse 2: Yung Dizzy]
Who put the switch up in your purse?
I can't go back, that shit the worst
I just came home and popped three Perc's
Fat shit got hit, I know it hurt
Ha, I know they sad
I broke her heart, I did her bad
Fucked her best friend, I know she mad
Fuck it Wiz, drag! Drag!
Huh, I can't go back, I feel like Nino
His mother head got put in a toilet, I'm talking 'bout Skino
(Hey Young Wick, what you on?)
They call [?] blowing
B3 just hopped out with that chop
(What the fuck is a SIG man? I like Glocks)
I like switches, I like Drac's
You better not tote no .38
The whole 2023 I was boosting the whole murder rate
I shot that n***a in his face, he did the Drac' I did the race
Hit him up close, took him to space
New dead body, another cold case
[Chorus: 3o$ama]
I'm high as shit, I'm in the stu', just poured a deuce of yellow with Blake n***a, we be toting P
The opps be lying, their ass be capping, how the fuck they don't know me?
Like I ain't pop my door, jump out that Ford and creep with Drac', CDs
These n***as capping, don't be spinning, how the fuck they wanna beef?
These n***as capping, don't be spinning, they ain't got no fucking Bs
They ain't even got no fucking attempts
I'll creep up through your bushes like a fox and jump a fence
And I know you heard 'bout that last n***a, he died and jumped the fence
I'm high as shit, I'm in the stu', just poured a deuce of yellow with Blake n***a, we be toting P
The opps be lying, their ass be capping, how the fuck they don't know me?
Like I ain't pop my door, jump out that Ford and creep with Drac' CD
These n***as capping, don't be spinning, how the fuck they wanna beef?
These n***as capping, don't be spinning, they ain't got no fucking Bs
They ain't even got no fucking attempts
I'll creep up through your bushes like a fox and jump a fence
And I know you heard 'bout that last n***a, he died and jumped the fence
[Verse 1: 3o$ama]
Boy, what's wrong with him?
Put that switchy on his ass, put that drizzy on his ass
We was fishing the [?] with T and I gave him a pass
But he showing off and throwing me off so I'ma smash his ass
GP keep capping like he spinning, he ain't spin since 2020
I'm really active and I shoot my gun, n***a on [?]
Still screaming free Threat, when he come home we gon' roll up [?]
He thugging hard with his celly, shoutout my n***a Bmoney
I took all the charges, told the detectives I ain't see nothing
The dead keep dissing, how 'bout you bitch-n***as come and do something?
Shoutout to Mook, that's my heart n***a, you play thing he shoot something
And Fox pushing 30, he still active and we got cars
7.62s park shit and [?] set off car alarms
I dropped a bomb up the border, remember? They called me Brett Favre
I been on shit with you bitch-n***as since that day at [?]
And Lil [?] is a bitch, that n***a don't even go hard
If we get pulled over boo, put this Fentanyl in your bralet
[Verse 2: Yung Dizzy]
Who put the switch up in your purse?
I can't go back, that shit the worst
I just came home and popped three Perc's
Fat shit got hit, I know it hurt
Ha, I know they sad
I broke her heart, I did her bad
Fucked her best friend, I know she mad
Fuck it Wiz, drag! Drag!
Huh, I can't go back, I feel like Nino
His mother head got put in a toilet, I'm talking 'bout Skino
(Hey Young Wick, what you on?)
They call [?] blowing
B3 just hopped out with that chop
(What the fuck is a SIG man? I like Glocks)
I like switches, I like Drac's
You better not tote no .38
The whole 2023 I was boosting the whole murder rate
I shot that n***a in his face, he did the Drac' I did the race
Hit him up close, took him to space
New dead body, another cold case
[Chorus: 3o$ama]
I'm high as shit, I'm in the stu', just poured a deuce of yellow with Blake n***a, we be toting P
The opps be lying, their ass be capping, how the fuck they don't know me?
Like I ain't pop my door, jump out that Ford and creep with Drac', CDs
These n***as capping, don't be spinning, how the fuck they wanna beef?
These n***as capping, don't be spinning, they ain't got no fucking Bs
They ain't even got no fucking attempts
I'll creep up through your bushes like a fox and jump a fence
And I know you heard 'bout that last n***a, he died and jumped the fence