Lyrics
Aye, aye, aye
Okay
Man, fuck
Open, take off, let's go
Drifted supreme, bitch, I'm clean
On them drugs, so I can't feel a thing
I act a little grouchy when I don't get my drug
I need my pills and I need my lean
I'm on the ten, I fuck to scream
We masking up like we going trick or treat
Knock, knock, Glock, pop, body drop, we leave the scene
I'm doing better, my bitch is lean
Bun number nine, got her smelling great
Might go to the bottom to give me a taste
Smoking on clod, that shit get you laced
Might pull up on you, send your ass out of space
I'm with some young niggas, they go bananas
I'm with some young niggas and they go ape
Four yellow tape, we gonna leave the scene red
We let our Glocks if they play with their bread
We let our Glocks if they play with their paper
Hit bitch to the jack and cut deals on the table
How that boy eats? Ain't no meal on the table
If meal on the table, we come through and take it
S-1700 surrounded by takers
Purple is out, they come get you some Lakers
Purple is out, they come get you some Kool-Aid
Draco, Bullitt, turn it drip to a boosting fade
I pull a four, I walk into a mini-made
Fuck on the face, I don't go on no dinner date (okay)
Niggas be talking, but they could die any day
I send two nine and they come through with AK
So many chopper like the KKK
My nigga come through clapping, ay-bay-bay
Hop out the car and make sure that he late
Watching my pay, these niggas be gay
Switch on the glock, go purrr like shite
La Pooch, they don't touch the honey, don't die (on God)
I'm cooked to keep me a plate, Jerry Rice
Hit daddy in the rack, so that nigga a mic
Take off in the scat if they turn on the light
Pull up in the Faygo, don't really like Sprite
I got some young gunners, they stay in my crib
If I say the word, they spending the night
If I say a word they spending the night
Man, you can't name me, y'all niggas fucking with me
Run that ho back
Okay
Man, fuck
Open, take off, let's go
Drifted supreme, bitch, I'm clean
On them drugs, so I can't feel a thing
I act a little grouchy when I don't get my drug
I need my pills and I need my lean
I'm on the ten, I fuck to scream
We masking up like we going trick or treat
Knock, knock, Glock, pop, body drop, we leave the scene
I'm doing better, my bitch is lean
Bun number nine, got her smelling great
Might go to the bottom to give me a taste
Smoking on clod, that shit get you laced
Might pull up on you, send your ass out of space
I'm with some young niggas, they go bananas
I'm with some young niggas and they go ape
Four yellow tape, we gonna leave the scene red
We let our Glocks if they play with their bread
We let our Glocks if they play with their paper
Hit bitch to the jack and cut deals on the table
How that boy eats? Ain't no meal on the table
If meal on the table, we come through and take it
S-1700 surrounded by takers
Purple is out, they come get you some Lakers
Purple is out, they come get you some Kool-Aid
Draco, Bullitt, turn it drip to a boosting fade
I pull a four, I walk into a mini-made
Fuck on the face, I don't go on no dinner date (okay)
Niggas be talking, but they could die any day
I send two nine and they come through with AK
So many chopper like the KKK
My nigga come through clapping, ay-bay-bay
Hop out the car and make sure that he late
Watching my pay, these niggas be gay
Switch on the glock, go purrr like shite
La Pooch, they don't touch the honey, don't die (on God)
I'm cooked to keep me a plate, Jerry Rice
Hit daddy in the rack, so that nigga a mic
Take off in the scat if they turn on the light
Pull up in the Faygo, don't really like Sprite
I got some young gunners, they stay in my crib
If I say the word, they spending the night
If I say a word they spending the night
Man, you can't name me, y'all niggas fucking with me
Run that ho back