OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS? (Rrahh-rrahh)
On bro', I did! (Slimee-Slimee, Uh, Gimme' a beat, i'm attackin' it)
Bow, Bow (Blttt, Ace lookin' at me like "Brodie, what's happenin'?")
Lil5iveten, Lil5iveten (Im a Rockstar)
Lil5iveten, Lil5iveten (Im So Slimee, Gimme' a beat, i'm attackin' it)"
She said, "she sorry", uh?
Don't be sorry, hoe, be careful
I got 6 inside, you wanna play? No cap, i'll empty the barrel
I'm with bro' outside, masked up, and we lookin' scary
I don't gotta' lie, i'm tellin' the truth
Bitch, I dare you, to get out ya zone
Swear, you won't make it home
And, I got sticks with stones
Hot rocks hit you, it loosen ya bones
You'll get stripped, i'll take ya pole, bitch ass nigga
Oh, he claim, he a rich ass nigga?
Kick thru the door, hit a lick on that nigga
Walkdown, glock start spittin' at niggas
We gon' blitz that nigga like Madden, if he in the field
I get defensive like I got a shield
Rrahh-rrahh-rrahh, headshot, that's a kill
I'm sick of these niggas, they mad cuz' i'm ill
And, it's gettin' hot dog, you'll get grilled, if you at a cookout
Send shots to ya face, better look out
He post up, lil bro' gettin' took down
Grrahh, trash that nigga, he gettin' took out, bitch
He gettin' flipped, can't book now, bitch
Hit the back of his head, make him look down, he goin up, i'm leavin him stuck
In other words, "Lil bro' stuck up"
Runnin' ya trap, shut the fuck up
Why you tellin' me shit, nigga, I don't give fuck
No cap, I ain't even gon' do much
Like, me & my son Doomut
Pass that bitch like a blunt, rotation
Opp bitch tryna share locations, she keep tryna get naked
Grrahh, i'm out roof with the hand out, it's a donation
This shit loud like a convocation
Open his head, leave lil ass brainless
Bettrr stay safe, cuz' i'm too dangerous
No, I ain't aimin', bitch, i'ma spray it
Like Lysol
Flip a switch, get him clapped, now, it's lights off
Shit pop off, get him pilled like Midol
He'll get left, i'll knock his shit right off his neck (Grrahh-Grrahh)
Play yo' cards, 'fore you get decked
Time up, watch out like a patek
On the set
He better use his head, 'fore he lose it
I don't think he that stupid
I'll put the stick to his ear like Q-tips
Come out the blue, leave his lil ass clueless
Fuck? You thought that I wasn't gon' do it to you?
Start shootin' at you, I ain't shootin' no hoops
And, the stick stand up, it Salute like a Troop
Yea, I be goin' retarded
She said, "she sorry", uh?
Don't be sorry, hoe, be careful
I got 6 inside, you wanna play? No cap, i'll empty the barrel
I'm with bro' outside, masked up, and we lookin' scary
I don't gotta' lie, i'm tellin' the truth
Bitch, I dare you, to get out ya zone
Swear, you won't make it home
And, I got sticks with stones
Hot rocks hit you, it loosen ya bones
You'll get stripped, i'll take ya pole, bitch ass nigga
Oh, he claim, he a rich ass nigga?
Kick thru the door, hit a lick on that nigga
Walkdown, glock start spittin' at niggas
We gon' blitz that nigga like Madden, if he in the field
I get defensive like I got a shield
Rrahh-rrahh-rrahh, headshot, that's a kill
I'm sick of these niggas, they mad cuz' i'm ill
And, it's gettin' hot dog, you'll get grilled, if you at a cookout
Send shots to ya face, better look out
He post up, lil bro' gettin' took down
Bitch (Bitch)
OH MY GOD, DID FINATIC MAKE THIS?
Uh, Gimme' a beat, i'm attackin' it, Ace lookin' at me like "Brodie, what's happenin'?"