Ayy, you know you my man, right, Rhyme? Gang Gang Gang Fly or not, I'm blocked, y'all already know how we carry this *** What's up? What's up? Uh Watch our niggas on, y'all ain't know *** Told that n***a I'm a dog, let me bump, bitch Keep on tuggin' on pants, hit me long, bitch She know that I stay fly like a drone, bitch Hit that bitch from the back of a long dick, uh Them n****s know that we on *** We carry guns, so we moanin' We let it rock while you yawnin' Shots, shots, shots No, we ain't rappin' with opps We don't answer questions from cops We've been workin' the track with a thot Shots, shots No, we ain't rappin' with opps We don't answer questions from cops We've been workin' the track with a thot I get that bag on the front and back And guards can't search me, so I bring the strap in Good at rap, but I'm bout to head trappin' Tag up the work, take her to the block Tag some wacks, some Spans And she on my dick, she be slappin' *** her one time, so the gang, I'ma pass her That be that slasher My dawg all in the track whippin' mad bricks Watch how I switch it up, flip it up here, bitch Your dick, she can't get it up I swear to God, that's a different stuff After the show, tell my dawg that the bitches I split him up, hit him up, then we get rid of him I like to bop and get jiggy That don't mean I don't stay with a glizzy That don't mean I don't slide with a 50 That don't mean I won't rap on you n****s I'm still standin' on the block with them killers Then they clip with my dog, he gorilla They know that I'm on by my Skrilla They know that I do a roller Shots, shots, shots No, we ain't rappin' with opps We don't answer questions from cops We've been workin' the track with a thot Shots, shots No, we ain't rappin' with opps We don't answer questions from cops We've been workin' the track with a thot No, I ain't buyin' no pussy I just be buyin' these Glocks I supply them to the block Cause we really spendin' on opps Man, this bitch out of Philly, I ball like Ghillie So she tryna give me the top Lil' bruh itchin', he eager to pop N***a play gangsta, we know that he not Put her on thigh and get put on Fox I sneak and creep up like a bop We make him go pick out a box I ain't sendin' no dicks, I'm sendin' Shots, shots Call me a stepper, bitch, who you stepped on? Face shot, ain't no need for no Teflon Bitch, I'm sendin' shots, shots, shots I'm tryna give you the rest on We really slide, got enough fire To go to war with the best on Swingin' these chops and uppin' them Glocks Ain't nobody finna rest Shots, shots, shots No, we ain't rappin' with opps We don't answer questions from cops We've been workin' the track with a thot Shots, shots No, we ain't rappin' with opps We don't answer questions from cops We've been workin' the track with a thot Shots