[ Featuring YTB Fatt ]
(You'll fly too if you link up with Frenchie)
(Everyday make money and pray)
(My nigga play with the bands, yeah)
Ha, huh
Say, close the door, lil' bitch, I'm rappin', huh
Big 43 inside my waistband, South Atlanta packin'
Clean shit up, huh, yeah, that's that vacuum
Reaper clean your block up, sound like Turk's, hop out, he clap you (grrah)
Like parasite, f*ck up his stomach, huh
Hot shit jumpin' out this firearm, cause him to vomit (ah, no way)
I caught an opp on April Fool's, ha
Family standin' with him, had to put Glock on ma dukes
I know you here, that's that pay, ha
Killers in the black truck, trail behind me in that scrape, okay, ha
Sick in the bed, put up my face, huh
Nike Pro in public, binary tucked behind my waist, ha
Never think before I shoot, push up, I bet I quake, okay
Thick shit with the face tat, reel him in, he took the bait (he gone)
He get up there for the okey-doke
Lil' bad shit, I told you I get him every time
That dog shit ain't gotta spin no more
Say, close the door, lil' bitch, I'm rappin', huh
Big 43 inside my waistband, South Atlanta packin'
Clean shit up, huh, yeah, that's that vacuum
Reaper clean your block up, sound like Turk's, hop out, he clap you (grrah)
Like parasite, f*ck up his stomach, huh
Hot shit jumpin' out this firearm, cause him to vomit (ah, no way)
I caught an opp on April Fool's, ha
Family standin' with him, had to put Glock on ma dukes
Huh, tell you 'bout the get-back, huh, pst, he egg scrambled, ha, pst
Tell you 'bout the comment
Drac' bomb bully shit, he in a Pamper
God ain't put me in shit I can't handle it
I'ma flush all them bitches one by the one
1.1M in cars
The tags in my name, finna drop my one and shoot my gun
The cap blown and they love when I boast
50K on these teeth, when I smile she cums
Young and turnt, dog shit like Dugg
My pops with me, f*cked up, he drink blood
I change the weather when I walk in the club
They know how I get, I won't fall out 'bout ones
These emeralds hittin' 'cause it came from the mud
Gave big head a dub when he did it, but he said it was love
He gave it back
Say, close the door, lil' bitch, I'm rappin', huh
Big 43 inside my waistband, South Atlanta packin'
Clean shit up, huh, yeah, that's that vacuum
Reaper clean your block up, sound like Turk's, hop out, he clap you (grrah)
Like parasite, f*ck up his stomach, huh
Hot shit jumpin' out this firearm, cause him to vomit (ah, no way)
I caught an opp on April Fool's, ha
Family standin' with him, had to put Glock on ma dukes
