You ain't gotta question me you know i'm gonna slide
If the feds ask for me, my bitch she better lie
Uh, f*ck a drumstick we got thighs
Hit up my niggas whenever they ready to ride
Niggas they hate in disguise
Shawdy was running his lip now he up in the sky
I got bands on me
Drugs they make me happy
God don't answer when i call
The devil cannot stop me
Uh, beat up a nigga, rocky
Most of these bitches don't like me, they say that i'm cocky
Up with the glick, pop it
These niggas hatin they watching my pockets
You ain't really hard, lil nigga stop it
I caught him slipping but i wasn't mopping
Bitch i'm a warrior i stay with the rockets
I went to jail for an ounce in my pocket
Uh, twist it, pull it, bop it
Run to the money, uh, sonic
I'm dripping water i hope you don't mind it
If i catch a body i know you won't find it
If i get a deal my men coming with me
Sweet like cake, we running the city
Bitch i won't stop, till i reach a milli
I'm sipping dirty, this shit filthy
If we really beefing, nigga come kill me
I'm out in public, they wanna film me
My heart in pain, percocet heal it
She wanna f*ck, cause i'm the realist
We ride with sticks, that's what we doing
Oh that's yo bitch, we made a porn
In love with the tec, bro pour me a four
Shoot at yo head, not at yo core
Take that take that, gimme some more
Glock 26 (Flaow flaow)
I keep in the drawer
You ain't gotta question me you know i'm gonna slide
If the feds ask for me, my bitch she better lie
Uh, f*ck a drumstick we got thighs
Hit up my niggas whenever they ready to ride
Niggas they hate in disguise
Shawdy was running his lip now he up in the sky
I got bands on me
Drugs they make me happy
God don't answer when i call
The devil cannot stop me
Uh, beat up a nigga, rocky
Most of these bitches don't like me, they say that i'm cocky
Up with the glick, pop it
These niggas hatin they watching my pockets
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You ain't gotta question me you know i'm gonna slide
If the feds ask for me, my bitch she better lie
Uh, f*ck a drumstick we got thighs
Hit up my niggas whenever they ready to ride
Niggas they hate in disguise
Shawdy was running his lip now he up in the sky
I got bands on me
Drugs they make me happy
God don't answer when i call
The devil cannot stop me
Uh, beat up a nigga, rocky
Most of these bitches don't like me, they say that i'm cocky
Up with the glick, pop it
These niggas hatin they watching my pockets
You ain't really hard, lil nigga stop it
I caught him slipping but i wasn't mopping
Bitch i'm a warrior i stay with the rockets
I went to jail for an ounce in my pocket
Uh, twist it, pull it, bop it
Run to the money, uh, sonic
I'm dripping water i hope you don't mind it
If i catch a body i know you won't find it
If i get a deal my men coming with me
Sweet like cake, we running the city
Bitch i won't stop, till i reach a milli
I'm sipping dirty, this shit filthy
If we really beefing, nigga come kill me
I'm out in public, they wanna film me
My heart in pain, percocet heal it
She wanna f*ck, cause i'm the realist
We ride with sticks, that's what we doing
Oh that's yo bitch, we made a porn
In love with the tec, bro pour me a four
Shoot at yo head, not at yo core
Take that take that, gimme some more
Glock 26 (Flaow flaow)
I keep in the drawer
You ain't gotta question me you know i'm gonna slide
If the feds ask for me, my bitch she better lie
Uh, f*ck a drumstick we got thighs
Hit up my niggas whenever they ready to ride
Niggas they hate in disguise
Shawdy was running his lip now he up in the sky
I got bands on me
Drugs they make me happy
God don't answer when i call
The devil cannot stop me
Uh, beat up a nigga, rocky
Most of these bitches don't like me, they say that i'm cocky
Up with the glick, pop it
These niggas hatin they watching my pockets
If the feds ask for me, my bitch she better lie
Uh, f*ck a drumstick we got thighs
Hit up my niggas whenever they ready to ride
Niggas they hate in disguise
Shawdy was running his lip now he up in the sky
I got bands on me
Drugs they make me happy
God don't answer when i call
The devil cannot stop me
Uh, beat up a nigga, rocky
Most of these bitches don't like me, they say that i'm cocky
Up with the glick, pop it
These niggas hatin they watching my pockets
You ain't really hard, lil nigga stop it
I caught him slipping but i wasn't mopping
Bitch i'm a warrior i stay with the rockets
I went to jail for an ounce in my pocket
Uh, twist it, pull it, bop it
Run to the money, uh, sonic
I'm dripping water i hope you don't mind it
If i catch a body i know you won't find it
If i get a deal my men coming with me
Sweet like cake, we running the city
Bitch i won't stop, till i reach a milli
I'm sipping dirty, this shit filthy
If we really beefing, nigga come kill me
I'm out in public, they wanna film me
My heart in pain, percocet heal it
She wanna f*ck, cause i'm the realist
We ride with sticks, that's what we doing
Oh that's yo bitch, we made a porn
In love with the tec, bro pour me a four
Shoot at yo head, not at yo core
Take that take that, gimme some more
Glock 26 (Flaow flaow)
I keep in the drawer
You ain't gotta question me you know i'm gonna slide
If the feds ask for me, my bitch she better lie
Uh, f*ck a drumstick we got thighs
Hit up my niggas whenever they ready to ride
Niggas they hate in disguise
Shawdy was running his lip now he up in the sky
I got bands on me
Drugs they make me happy
God don't answer when i call
The devil cannot stop me
Uh, beat up a nigga, rocky
Most of these bitches don't like me, they say that i'm cocky
Up with the glick, pop it
These niggas hatin they watching my pockets
Writer: Trevor Randolph
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