Woah, let's get it, yeah

*Gibbo*

(Hook: 279tyler)

Choppa let it spit leave his white shirt red

Hahaha I think it's funny how I left him dead

Pop a xanax like it was fucking pez

Call my Glock a pencil 'cause it's always full of led

Huh, yeah I know you not getting bread

I know you talking to feds

Bad bitch with big breasts

I was in her mouth like I was crest

So high I don't even know what I said

Talking down on me then guess you are next

Wockhardt in my cup this ain't no Tech

(Verse One: Luxi)

Sippin' on wock not no tech

Walk in the bank give me a check

Off of the perc she giving me neck

Steal all the percs while she in my bed

Glock with a beam and that bitch red

He DM me I left it on read

Asking me questions I think he the feds

Ran off on the plug he sent me a text

Playing with us we gone put you to rest

Off of this perc feel that bitch in my chest

Saving that hoe got an S on your chest

You kissing that bitch after she gave me neck

Her pussy stink and you still gave her head

Her pussy stink she can't get in my crib

Walk in her house then bitch how you live

Trashy as hell and it smell like shit

Walk right out had to catch me a lick

Bro pulled up we was loading up clips

How you pull up you ain't got no whip

Ran off with this pack now I face a zip

Pop me a perc this just a ten

Got a bad bitch and she a ten

I was fucking on her and her friend

But I had to dip to get some bands

(Hook: 279tyler)

Choppa let it spit leave his white shirt red

Hahaha I think it's funny how I left him dead

Pop a xanax like it was fucking pez

Call my Glock a pencil 'cause it's always full of led

Huh, yeah I know you not getting bread

I know you talking to feds

Bad bitch with big breasts

I was in her mouth like I was crest

So high I don't even know what I said

Talking down on me then guess you are next

Wockhardt in my cup this ain't no Tech

(Verse Two: DripGod Loo)

You know my gang gone chase the bands

With your shawty off the xans

He think he bro he a fan

Grab his pack and then I ran

So damn high like where I am?

Keep the glick that shit go bam

I'm with Ty we gonna scam

Luxi strapped up with the jam

Tote the glick that bitch gone blow

IDB you want no smoke

Got the demons they no joke

Flippin' sacks yeah we not broke

I could never love a hoe

Cause in a night she gotta go

Yo fuck a wife I need the dough

Need the bread we gotta glo

Toting that glick and that shit got a beam

Shit gotta pop if you pull up on me

This shit is wock we sippin' that lean

Roll up a wood it's stuffed up with tree

They cannot trap and keep it lowkey

I got the strap and I'm letting it free

I got a bitch and she love LSD

Pull up with gang we pull up left deep

I'm with you bae and she givin' me head

He want the fame and I want the bread

Don't say my name 'cause I don't got no friends

We bussin' your brains we do not play pretend

Pull out the blick and we put him to rest

I fucked that bitch now that bitch is a mess

I been surviving this shit through finesse

That boy been talking then he gone get pressed

(Hook: 279tyler)

Choppa let it spit leave his white shirt red

Hahaha I think it's funny how I left him dead

Pop a xanax like it was fucking pez

Call my Glock a pencil 'cause it's always full of led

Huh, yeah I know you not getting bread

I know you talking to feds

Bad bitch with big breasts

I was in her mouth like I was crest

So high I don't even know what I said

Talking down on me then guess you are next

Wockhardt in my cup this ain't no Tech