You ain't kill *, I got faces for every nigga I call
I know niggas tryna kill me for every nigga I shot
Hands dirty, I'm blowin' every weapon I bought
I be high as *, smokin' on every nigga I drive
We shootin' out the low, pop though, I'm finna walk some
Oh, he fuckin' with them niggas, we gon' pop some
Surfin' in that car, on my mama, then I mop her
Listen to them songs, but on my mama, still ain't drop nothin'
Spinnin' up a choke, speak on bro, then it's white chalk
I'm really known for spinnin', y'all just sound good on them iPods
I got it for the low, nigga, shoutout to my pipe size
I'm really in the jungle with lion apes and pythons
She just wanna * me cause my VV's, shoutout bro
The last year went viral on the TV
When I went in that hoe, I was thuggin'
On a GP, runnin' on my fades
Guarantee my opps respect me
Ayy, stop the car, I'm a tippy-toe
Really known for spinnin', y'all just sound good on them Thizner posts
Ayy, Ayy, Meek ain't got no bodies, I can bang that
Me and 20 slid through that court and I can bang that
4-4-4 in the same day like where y'all hang at
Every time I run into the opps, bitch, I bang that
A-Street, 3-D, F-B, nigga
What the * y'all talkin' about?
I'm bringin' all around this motherfuckin' young top hat, you know
Stand on business and all that
In the county, in the pier, all that
But I ask around, boy
That, that, that Mexican crib, nigga, that put hands on niggas
2-3
F-I-D, choke, bleezy
F-A-D, saucy
Yeah, baby, it's up from here, bitch
up from here, bitch