Kill a opp where he reside we on all that
Bang his kids don't leave no witness smash them small ants
Talking spicy but don't want action Staf he retarded
Spot the whip watch that forty cal hit ever target
Spot his bitch hit her head top if she informing
Play Picasso with his body got me splashing organs
He a vegan he don't want beef we eat at Morton's
Hit his candle light shoot the family while the mournin
Don't need a pill I be activated off adrenaline
The dj play his shit in the club I wasn't feeling it
My nigga kill that shit put that mula on and watch me drill some shit
My ryda squad ready to slide if you even flench
Nah he can huff and puff like he tough
Knock his mans down pick him up
You know Gotti banging in the cut
Nah nigga I'm with all the smoke nigga wassup
Spin the block 2x like that nigga durk
Find out where you hiding put him on him on a shirt
Neph hit the gps "I know where he work"
Hit man gone finish that I got what he worth
Spin the block 2x like that nigga durk
Find out where you hiding put him on him on a shirt
Neph hit the gps "I know where he work"
Hit man gone finish that I got what he worth
Quick to up that drake for that cash money
Wrong nigga diss me we on his ass homie
All through his studio sit through his session
Soon as he walking out them R.I.P's bless him
Bitch it's Go time
Creeping through the hood in that Scat loading the fourth nine
Pull down some more it's like the fourth house
I'm a send some bullets through that fourth house
Nah that's his mama crib
You better pray to god yo mama live
F*ck wrong doggy like I ain't bout it
Quick to knock the motherf*cking noodles out his noggin
Broski ain't really f*cking with it he just talking choppy
Look like I give a f*ck
I'm not with the talking I'm gone hit him up
Send his ass to god bullets send heem up
Arm leg then the stomach nah finish cuz
Yeah nigga
Man these niggaz couldn't take my
Yea, Yea
Man these niggaz couldn't take
Hit em in the stomach uh uh
Spin the block 2x like that nigga durk
Find out where you hiding put him on him on a shirt
Neph hit the gps "I know where he work"
Hit man gone finish that I got what he worth
Spin the block 2x like that nigga durk
Find out where you hiding put him on him on a shirt
Neph hit the gps "I know where he work"
Hit man gone finish that I got what he worth
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Kill a opp where he reside we on all that
Bang his kids don't leave no witness smash them small ants
Talking spicy but don't want action Staf he retarded
Spot the whip watch that forty cal hit ever target
Spot his bitch hit her head top if she informing
Play Picasso with his body got me splashing organs
He a vegan he don't want beef we eat at Morton's
Hit his candle light shoot the family while the mournin
Don't need a pill I be activated off adrenaline
The dj play his shit in the club I wasn't feeling it
My nigga kill that shit put that mula on and watch me drill some shit
My ryda squad ready to slide if you even flench
Nah he can huff and puff like he tough
Knock his mans down pick him up
You know Gotti banging in the cut
Nah nigga I'm with all the smoke nigga wassup
Spin the block 2x like that nigga durk
Find out where you hiding put him on him on a shirt
Neph hit the gps "I know where he work"
Hit man gone finish that I got what he worth
Spin the block 2x like that nigga durk
Find out where you hiding put him on him on a shirt
Neph hit the gps "I know where he work"
Hit man gone finish that I got what he worth
Quick to up that drake for that cash money
Wrong nigga diss me we on his ass homie
All through his studio sit through his session
Soon as he walking out them R.I.P's bless him
Bitch it's Go time
Creeping through the hood in that Scat loading the fourth nine
Pull down some more it's like the fourth house
I'm a send some bullets through that fourth house
Nah that's his mama crib
You better pray to god yo mama live
F*ck wrong doggy like I ain't bout it
Quick to knock the motherf*cking noodles out his noggin
Broski ain't really f*cking with it he just talking choppy
Look like I give a f*ck
I'm not with the talking I'm gone hit him up
Send his ass to god bullets send heem up
Arm leg then the stomach nah finish cuz
Yeah nigga
Man these niggaz couldn't take my
Yea, Yea
Man these niggaz couldn't take
Hit em in the stomach uh uh
Spin the block 2x like that nigga durk
Find out where you hiding put him on him on a shirt
Neph hit the gps "I know where he work"
Hit man gone finish that I got what he worth
Spin the block 2x like that nigga durk
Find out where you hiding put him on him on a shirt
Neph hit the gps "I know where he work"
Hit man gone finish that I got what he worth
Bang his kids don't leave no witness smash them small ants
Talking spicy but don't want action Staf he retarded
Spot the whip watch that forty cal hit ever target
Spot his bitch hit her head top if she informing
Play Picasso with his body got me splashing organs
He a vegan he don't want beef we eat at Morton's
Hit his candle light shoot the family while the mournin
Don't need a pill I be activated off adrenaline
The dj play his shit in the club I wasn't feeling it
My nigga kill that shit put that mula on and watch me drill some shit
My ryda squad ready to slide if you even flench
Nah he can huff and puff like he tough
Knock his mans down pick him up
You know Gotti banging in the cut
Nah nigga I'm with all the smoke nigga wassup
Spin the block 2x like that nigga durk
Find out where you hiding put him on him on a shirt
Neph hit the gps "I know where he work"
Hit man gone finish that I got what he worth
Spin the block 2x like that nigga durk
Find out where you hiding put him on him on a shirt
Neph hit the gps "I know where he work"
Hit man gone finish that I got what he worth
Quick to up that drake for that cash money
Wrong nigga diss me we on his ass homie
All through his studio sit through his session
Soon as he walking out them R.I.P's bless him
Bitch it's Go time
Creeping through the hood in that Scat loading the fourth nine
Pull down some more it's like the fourth house
I'm a send some bullets through that fourth house
Nah that's his mama crib
You better pray to god yo mama live
F*ck wrong doggy like I ain't bout it
Quick to knock the motherf*cking noodles out his noggin
Broski ain't really f*cking with it he just talking choppy
Look like I give a f*ck
I'm not with the talking I'm gone hit him up
Send his ass to god bullets send heem up
Arm leg then the stomach nah finish cuz
Yeah nigga
Man these niggaz couldn't take my
Yea, Yea
Man these niggaz couldn't take
Hit em in the stomach uh uh
Spin the block 2x like that nigga durk
Find out where you hiding put him on him on a shirt
Neph hit the gps "I know where he work"
Hit man gone finish that I got what he worth
Spin the block 2x like that nigga durk
Find out where you hiding put him on him on a shirt
Neph hit the gps "I know where he work"
Hit man gone finish that I got what he worth
Writer: Devin Williams
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid