Uh, uh, yeah, no back, shorty got hair, uh, yeah, bitch, bitch, uh, uh, yeah Tony Hopped on this track Niggas be duckin' that smoke, G-17 in the dip with our two Last nigga bluff on a man, had to turn him to smoke *** that nigga, thought I was a joke Rollin' that *** in the mix, I'm runnin' 81 shots in the paint, 100 drummin' Too much, I like I play for the thunder Bitch ass niggas is duckin' for cop free cake Dirty, he got slime, what color? No beef, no slime, we puttin' you under Beef with no sticks, and he dumb and dumber Don't care where I'm at, if you need it, come get it Why the *** bruh coppin', we crackin' his biscuit Knocked out his two, gotta go to the dance Slammin' a search for the people we miss I'm on the block, A-ways in the house Fishtrack blitz, got the P in the couch Niggas in the doubt, keep runnin' his mouth You lookin' for just right here on the south *** get the dumb and the wrong Knockin' *** down, it look like we both He got the badge, take him down, cause he holdin' Gettin' that jam, I ain't doin' no foldin' Got hair in his mouth, not a youngin' with dancers Hoppin' that ride, I ain't hoppin' on lines Bitch niggas pack, they skate in the sky I don't know what he thinkin', I open his mind Shot run down the street, got hair in his spine Cancellin' plans, I'm gone like bra and the cheats And he sayin' I'm cop and I stick to the ball Chasin' him down, man, pray he don't fall Stickin' my dick when I go to the mall Sittin' that ***, I ain't broad Three men out the hat, man, them niggas keep callin' Slime out a snake, yeah, we do that *** all And a good man reachin' out his ass on the call And I'm ***in' with Tony, you know that we jive Yeah, I'm just tellin' him *** Bitch, let's be up, I ain't usin' my left Freak take down, yeah, my youngin' on six Yeah, them niggas be feelin', they just had breath They'll bet on my dick, had to flip me some zits And he still on his ass, big hopper, they pull *** goin' off when the young got tore Plug it on slime, I know that for sure Keep bluffin' on words, be right at your door I don't *** with that style, I'ma throw up a four Been four niggas, might take over ours *** get to dumb and it sound like bars Bro, slime on the bike, got him feelin' like Tron One false move and the young nigga gone I ain't hittin' no moves with a nigga that's lit *** get deep, bro, load up a switch I show him remorse, I'ma stab him on the vest Them niggas bluffin', we punch their strip Go live with that strip, then I'm comin' to fit up Uh-huh, band turned down, get this *** gone easy Bro, had to spit, I was talkin' to P's Shots in the back, we ain't goin' out easy All niggas scared, go hop in that ride Long legs should, for him, I'ma slap Playin' with pace, so we blowin' your mind Don't forget what I said, I'ma hop on your line Niggas keep coppin', that's why I keep dyin' Bitch, let's be up, I ain't droppin' no dime Nigga down for his cash, messin' in slides, that's time for a break One of them, droppin' that *** Whole lotta shots, I got plates for the clips June, I scored D-rolls on the mix