Told dat nigga ghost roll another opp up

Bitch

We keep playin with this shit they can't stop us

Bitch

We gon' pop sumn

Talking all that tough shit, you ain't got one

Yeah

If niggas want this shit, we gon' bring it to yo door

I been stepping on shit since I hopped off the porch

Them little hoes that you adore, I just dog and score

Them niggas took more shots than us, but they gotta check the score

Fucked around and hit a crib and shot a nigga's mama

Niggas doing bitch shit, Out hear with the gossip

You out here extra tough until you get hit with that chopper

Bitch, I ain't going for nothing, you can ask my mama

Yo man's got popped, don't ask me & ghost about it

If I ever smoke a nigga, I'll never post about it

He a veggie, face shot gang, I don't even want the body

Get yo lil' life ended quick gang on go about me

You ever seen a real head tap? That shit horrifying

Bitch, we really in this shit for real, so we don't glorify it

Got a drop, then we dropped a opp, I got more excited

Nah, Brody don't know how to hoop, he just be scoring like it

Catch a opp and score a bucket

Tell lil' Brody fuck it, this lil' shit ain't nothing

I got my gun on me, who you think you confronting?

This lil' shit ain't nothing

Brody, you wanna slide? I said, fuck it

How I know they wasn't sticked up? I shot, they got the running

I ain't gon' lie, the opps fast on they feet

But let's be honest, niggas never tried to run down on me

I got my chopper, I'll make a nigga run down his street

On my mama, I know niggas never hung out, on me

Hanging out the window whenever I hung out wit reap

Slide with them buttons up, bitch, we'll shut down your street

Chiney said, stop the whip, bitch, we jumping out on feet

Niggas really 12, boy, I don't know nothing bout no b