[Intro]

(BangThatShit)

[Chorus]

My bitch caught me leaning off an eight, kinda nauseous

I just hit the bity, skinny dub on me, Brian Dawkins

If we ain't hit a nigga on his head, brodie probably walked him

A city nigga with a trap, [?]

Bitch, I'm super Red but be with Z's

I spent a nickel on designer, I can't even read

My lil' brother want 'em X'd, man, shit, Wolverine

Come to me with fly shit, you might lose a wing

[Verse 1]

How you leaving guns with niggas that won't shoot a thing?

Left a ten in playground and hit her on the swings

Unky them still trapping, they got cookie in like Looner Do

They ain't shaking ass when we be out herе, they know shooters shoot

I be poppin' shit for slimе, he'd do it too

I can wake up on my ass and don't be through it's you

Before the K, I did two-sixty with my nigga Choo

It's gon' take ten of you niggas just to fill my shoes

Boy, I chase the bag too hard, I need a do

I get on some Trump shit, send a nuke

If I ain't out here clappin' then I'm stacking on my mama

I got brodie in the grow house, he went platinum off of chronic

[Chorus]

My bitch caught me leaning off an eight, kinda nauseous

I just hit the bity, skinny dub on me, Brian Dawkins

If we ain't hit a nigga on his head, brodie probably walked him

A city nigga with a trap, [?]

Bitch, I'm super Red but be with Z's

I spent a nickel on designer, I can't even read

My lil' brother want 'em X'd, man, shit, Wolverine

Come to me with fly shit, you might lose a wing

[Interlude]

Sss, curr

[Verse 2]

I know niggas that still hate me bad

I put a hit right up on your son like Baby Crash

Always in the field with my niggas like combat

The way they always on a nigga dick, niggas jock straps

I throw up twenty, better hit him hard, I want a socks hat

I want a deal but I thug hard, I brought the block back

Told the plug, bitch, I'm dope for real, I need a Narcan

Get a drop and sit on them so long, this shit like Art Van, sss

They count me out this shit, I'm rigging up the game

I saw his paperwork, he hotter than a graze, sss

Bro took a couple shots, his body still the same

It come from us, now, nigga, party at a grave

[Chorus]

My bitch caught me leaning off an eight, kinda nauseous

I just hit the bity, skinny dub on me, Brian Dawkins

If we ain't hit a nigga on his head, brodie probably walked him

A city nigga with a trap, [?]

Bitch, I'm super Red but be with Z's

I spent a nickel on designer, I can't even read

My lil' brother want 'em X'd, man, shit, Wolverine

Come to me with fly shit, you might lose a wing

[Outro]

My bitch caught me leaning off an eight, kinda nauseous

(Come to me with fly shit, you might lose a wing)