Dj Swift on the track Uh-huh Bitch Gang Dubba-Aa flex 38 Northside 4k Trey We put guns to the face, bitch ass nigga Ain't nobody safe, who gon' die today? This is the Sound Slime
Stretch that nigga out, red like Rudolph (Buck, buck, buck) Take his ass up top, bet that cutter knock his shoes off Shoot him in his chest, blow out his back, tryna knock your nose off Slime that nigga out, you talkin' slick then you get rolled out
I told Kevin put his gloves on (Gloves on) , we goin' in He looked and said, "Don't make a sound, they won't hear when we breakin' in" Find the biggest window, take the flat and then we break the lens (Boom) Try to play me, bet I up the Mac and bust this bitch like 10 (Buck, buck, buck) You must ain't heard this shit get hectic (Huh?) We'll stretch you bout that fetti (Bitch) That bitch'll tell you how we steppin' Back to back and you ain't ready (You ain't ready, nigga) 3three got gas and it's supreme, if you want smoke then I unlead it (Brrap) Dirty Draco in the car, and we can bang if you want test me Four niggas hop out on your block and let it rain, nigga (Brrap) Pull up and get right on the block where you can't hang, nigga (You can't hang, nigga) Went to war with them lil boys, bitch, and we can do the same nigga (Do the same) Bust your fuckin' brain, nigga, 4k Trey, no name, nigga
Beamer swung that beam across his nose, nigga red like Rudolph (On my mama, nigga, huh) Take his ass up top, I bet that cutter knock his shoes off Dirty 30 knock the bricks from out your house and make you move out (Bam, brrap) Fuck what they been talkin' 'bout, bitch listen to a goon talk
You better calm them nerves You must ain't heard, bitch, we been messy, nigga Before I could go even buy tobacco, I been stretched a nigga Dirty pistol, a lil' ugly nigga, pop you, make your family miss you (Buck) All you niggas green, you see straight blood when I paint the picture (Boom-boom-boom) What up, nigga?
Beamer on top his nose, he look like Rudolph Take his ass up top with that Draco, we knock the shoes off (Buck, buck) Dirty 30 knock the bricks from out your house and make you move out (Let's go) I'm screamin' fuck what they been talkin' 'bout, bitch, listen to a goon talk (Fuck)
Bitch, I told you I was connivin', you hear me? A whole lotta bodies it You know we be wildin', nigga Fuck what you talkin', nigga You ain't got nobody We don't give a fuck who you is, nigga We will take your shit You could be a nigga or bitch, it don't matter A dyke is the same thing We'll put that iron on your pussy-ass Fuck wrong with you, nigga? 4k Trey Bitch ass nigga You ain't got no choice to be safe Get shot in your face
Stretch that nigga out, red like Rudolph Take his ass up top, bet that cutter knock his shoes off Shoot him in his chest, blow out his back, tryna knock your nose off Slime that nigga out, you talkin' slick then you get rolled out
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Compositores: Aaron Lockhart, Damion Deron Williams (Dj Swift) (BMI), Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden (Youngboy Never Broke Again) (PRS)Editores: 38 Baby Publishing (ASCAP), Artist Publishing Group West (ASCAP), Circle Chase Songs (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #21610717 em 19/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM