Ghost Town

Ooh these niggas talking like they bitch made huh Aye aye aye Bitch all that talking out your ass just know its repercussions These niggas tend to make me mad get put to sleep for nothing Hit his crib we stripped him for his pole and told him keep it coming And if we got to come inside bitch you aint keeping nothing Yeah we aiming for the shooter but we hit his cousin Hit the plug I told him line it up we need a bakers dozen Feel like a teacher acting up and we get straight to flunking Hit his gut this chopper pucker up and made him hit the dougie Ever since I bought a scale bitch I've been living lovely And I don't got to bag it up these bitches do it for me Swear to god I bought a triple beam so I can stay productive But I don't got to touch no hard cause I been flipping pumpkins On my mom I love the plug he throw me zips for nothing Any nigga think that he the toughest getting zipped in luggage They trying to undercut my price its thirty-six a duffle If you cant afford to shop with Cuzzo then just keep a muzzle Bitch its big work who need wholesale The only active nigga in your gang cant even post bail My shooter had just did a skit he hopping hotels That nigga crashed more Foreign's than your parents aint got no ls All you niggas twitter talk you just some Joels the IRS so far up on my dick I cant take no Zelle Shorty suck it way to fast I told her slow down These niggas think they hoopers but we shooters it's a blowout Put a silence on that don't make no sound And if we catch you lurking on your block its gone get tore down And if you aint about this life then put that pole down Cause when it's said and done my niggas dubs we like to show out And my lil bitch don't even go out Did a skit we hopped inside that whip and we took both routes Aint even have to draw him down he just got choked out Thats tough aint it you niggas is some clowns I guess the jokes out And if they try to take a trooper then its four down Get blown down this chopper Tyson don't need shit but four rounds You was just popping how you running from the smoke now Staying solid I was trooping with my toes down You niggas hiding went outside and its a ghost town