Don't wan' fuck with me (17) You niggas don't wan' fuck with me (D-Roc) (Yeah) I'm in this bitch, and I do my shit And, I— Slime (Baow, baow) ChopaBoy got a stick and he'll shoot it in this bitch (What it is, nigga?) Look
Left your partner dead, huh We shot him in his head, huh DOJ invest in me, I'm caught up with the feds, huh Hold on, boom, youngin put him on the news Saw a video, ain't move I told 'em that I'm out my mind, I'm a fuckin' fool
Who wan' come play with us? Bitch, we got them Ks with us (Them Ks) Man, fuck your Sprinter van, bitch we'll shoot it up (Grave) Real gravedigger, I'll tie your fuckin' momma up lil' nigga (Yeah) 187, we tryna get these bitches knocked off
Catch me creepin' through your window on my tip toes (Baow, baow) Got a bad bitch in here with me on hеr tip toes Make her bеnd it over, then I press it 'til I can't no more Checked his phone, he was on FaceTime with his momma Ask him, will I take his soul, nigga? (Baow, baow) Bitch you knowin' how— Hold on, nigga (Baow, baow) Knock that pussy off his toes My heart gone, my soul gone, pussy, I been goin' through it Tear it down or shoot it out it's any way that you wan' do it, nigga I'm in this bitch, I with that shit I keep that stick, bitch, play with me, I get you hit Lil' boy, YoungBoy (Yeah) (Baow, baow) I'm in this bitch I'm doin' my dance, I'm murder man I keep some tucked inside my pants, nigga (Baow)
I wanna get one to murder (Murder) Take your face off, bitch, knock your head off I wanna get one to murder (Murder) I'm talkin' 'bout pullin' up, jumpin' out, we chase you down
Who wan' come play with us? Bitch, we got them Ks with us (Yeah) Man, fuck your Sprinter van, bitch we'll shoot it up (Grave) Real gravedigger, I'll tie your fuckin' momma up, lil' nigga You a bitch, a pure ho, just tell me if you want it with us (Let's do it)
I wanna get one to murder Take your face off, bitch (I'm Lil Top, nigga) knock your head off (It's Top, bitch) I wanna get one to murder (Yeah) I'm talkin' 'bout pullin' up, jumpin' out we chase shit down
Go ask my momma she was the first to tell me, "Kill that pussy nigga" I, I, I been wildin', I been out my body He been talkin' all that shit from over Insta 'til the day we caught him
I wanna get one to murder Take your face off, bitch, knock your head off I wanna get one to murder (Grr) I'm talkin' 'bout pullin' up, jumpin' out we chase shit down (Boom, bah)
Hold on (It's murder gang) Bang, bang, bang, bitch Brrt, bah-baow-baow Yeah
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Compositores: Daniel Lebrun (D Roc) (BMI), Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden (PRS), Nicolas Barragan, Sven Steenbergen (BMI)Editores: Artist Publishing Global, Big Thirty Eight MusicECAD verificado obra #43354281 em 22/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM