Like uh he ain't say his grace
This bitch is crazy in the head she all up in my face
They do you breezy in the streets they put out caution tape
They do you one on one no bluffin in that sell gate
You take yo I-I-I needa red dot bitch i got that red eye
If yall ain't wit that lead hot, then yall can't say the feds not
They walkin down like hell nah
This glock gon make yo bed rock
Bitch why you talkin bout that mullah, youn got that munyun
All these bitches they been fanned out
Like bitch who playin now
The fuck you hatin on, this how keep suckin but can't keep it down
The hell you waiting on this hoe keep bluffin' i ain't gon buff it down
The hell you fakin fo this hoe was cuffin now can't stick around
I needa red dot bitch i got that red eye
If yall ain't wit that lead hot, then yall can't say the feds not
They walkin down like hell nah
This glock gon make yo bed rock
Bitch why you talkin bout that mullah, youn got that munyun
It's like a one on one you gamble wit yo life hope you get chosen
If the felid they kick rock uh bunch of guns is what they totin'
Had to leave yo brother he at home mentally broken
In they hood let it smoke uh bitch if dead niggas they sparkin' uh
We put on belt to ass we spankin like yo auntie
New you was a fan for uh while come sit in the crowd and come watch me
Scared of movin quick i heard you like to block me
Know you heart me hard enough but not that hard for you to know me
I needa red dot bitch i got that red eye
If yall ain't wit that lead hot, then yall can't say the feds not
They walkin down like hell nah
This glock gon make yo bed rock
Bitch why you talkin bout that mullah, youn got that munyun
fallin' down the wrong circle it's cold in the middle
You can't never make yo mind you don't know if you tryn be gentle, (uh)
Kicked him the leg and now his fat ass fully crippled
We puttin belt to ass this bran new belt gon have yo full initials, (uh)
I needa red dot bitch i got that red eye
If yall ain't wit that lead hot, then yall can't say the feds not
They walkin down like hell nah
This glock gon make yo bed rock
Bitch why you talkin bout that mullah, youn got that munyun
It's like a one on one you gamble wit yo life hope you get chosen
If the felid they kickin' rock uh bunch of guns is what they totin'
Had to leave yo brother he at home mentally broken
In they hood let it smoke uh bitch if dead niggas they sparkin' uh
Walkin through the snow ain't got no shoes on
Hate to see my daddy gone but i jus wanna see his tombstone
Movin like a heartless goon they shoot you if you move wrong
I got real blood killers they might jus hit you if you one of them, (nahh)
Glock gon make his head ache
And make em Harlem shake
Keep up wit yo paper and yo life or get yo gang erased
Movin from the other side nobody asked if im okay
Turn in what u got in now don't ever stop cause you is late
Like uh he ain't say his grace
This bitch is crazy in the head she all up in my face
They do you breezy in the streets they put out caution tape
They do you one on one no bluffin in that sell gate
You take yo I-I-I needa red dot bitch i got that red eye
If yall ain't wit that lead hot, then yall can't say the feds not
They walkin down like hell nah
This glock gon make yo bed rock
Bitch why you talkin bout that mullah, youn got that munyun