[Intro]
(Haloo!!)
(yall asked for sum new shit so i did it better)
(yall asked for sum new shit not that special pluggnb shit)
[Chorus]
Bitch you know i’ve been makin that beat
That 40 round drum put that boy to sleep
Ive been getting that pack from A to Z
Get yo lil hoe she annoying me
Ive been getting that sack, like every new week
Draggin’ that whip, its foreign
Im on the side!, its 8 to me
That lil old bitch, she boring (no frauds)
This choppa stay close to my muhfuckin opp
Like 24/7 im beefing with opps
I’m waiting for someone to give me the drop
That boy keep playin, put that boy in a pot
Can't fuck with You niggas, you know ive been on
I can't settle with niggas you doin too much
Can't play with you niggas im in my zone
I remember you niggas used to hate my song
I rеmember you niggas used to hatе my sound
Fuck it, Im blowin’ like 500 rounds
Fuck on yo bih’ yeah we pass her around
And these niggas ain't knowing, i evolved my sound
You niggas not runnin no town
Lil nigga we pull up we shootin shit down, huh
Gettin bags of money, a pound
This gas is way too loud, huh
[Verse]
I upgrade my sound i get it (okay!)
Im runnin it down, took yo bitch now we runnin it down (okay!)
That Choppa stay close too me, walk that shit down (okay!)
That nigga goofy he a clown
He betta not duck when im hitting them rounds
Im getting this cash, my muhfuckin figures yo bitch been playin my muhfuckin sound
Big shoota' like muhfuckin “buckets”
These niggas they pussy, stay ducking
That choppa it blow like a trumpet
That boy keep playing you know imma up it
I ride with that top down (top down)
Nigga like where is my funds now? (funds now)
I score me a pint, no touchdown (touchdown)
I get to that base, You know i get done now (uh huh)
[Hook 1]
Imma start off with this shit right here!
I take me a break, then go pop me a pill
Matter fact, go pop you a pill
Bitch put yo cleats on lets go do us a drill
Im trynna blow up and then make me a million
Damn it, i want two mil’
Fuck that shit make me a bil’
Imma blow up, then put my shit up on the ceil’
Im up on that grind right here
You know imma slide Dont hit my line, dont hit my phone right here
Imma be number one when i reach my time
Its the time right here, its the time right here
Bitch its this time right here, Imma go put it on
[Hook 2]
Fuck it ill get you gone (ill get you gone)
Fuck it i did her wrong(did her wrong)
Bitch i did the song(did the song)
Hope you know im the best lil bitch, hope youll learn that shit from wrongs
Trynna make a hunnid K lil bitch, workin at saint levant
Spent three bands at-
[Chorus]
Bitch you know i’ve been makin that beat
That 40 round drum put that boy to sleep
Ive been getting that pack from A to Z
Get yo lil hoe she annoying me
Ive been getting that sack, like every new week
Draggin’ that whip, its foreign
Im on the side!, its 8 to me
That lil old bitch, she boring (no frauds)
This choppa stay close to my muhfuckin opp
Like 24/7 im beefing with opps
Waiting for someone to give me the drop
That boy keep playin, put that boy in a pot
Can't fuck with You niggas, you know ive been on
I Can't settle with niggas you doin too much
I Can't play with you niggas im in my zone
I remember you niggas used to hate my song
I remember you niggas used to hate my sound
Fuck it, Im hittin' like 500 rounds
Fuck on yo bih’ yeah we pass her around
And these niggas ain't knowing, i evolved my sound
You niggas not runnin no town
Lil nigga we pull up we shootin shit down, huh
Gettin bags of money, a pound
This gas is way too loud, huh
