Craig & Day Day (feat. Ph0tom Zilla)

I got a restraining order on her, fat ass too Wait, wait, you got a restraining order on a little girl named Baby D You don't know Baby D You don't know, that's why you looking at me because you don't know Baby D Her fat ass be snoring and don't even be asleep, just standing there Grrr, grrrr, grrrrr Fat little cupcakes and shit This fat bitch know about all the new snacks before they even hit the street Shit Shit Damn When we drop in on that nigga slide to the low If it ain't really bout that bread, what we coming for? Throw his body in a ocean, have him swimming like a durag Say you ain't scared to die, me and my niggas make sure of that Pull up on your block, with a glock, with extensions on it I'ma make it hot, leave your spot, no redemption on it Money blues coming so fast niggas call me sonic Nigga acting stupid, nigga retarted, nigga on that chronic F*ck that shit, f*ck you bitch, run up on us we bussin' quick When we kill your dumbass, in your funeral your mama gon' be sick Faggot ass nigga, P. Diddy playin' with lipstick Wondering why your bitch keep leavin' you, she really want this dick Aye Joint bitch I'ma knock a nigga out, like a motherfucking Deebo When I spot a opp in the dark, I'ma make sure he can't see though Quick to knock some fucking brains out a motherfucking snitch Niggas can't f*ck with zilla and the motherfucking joint, bitch Dissing on your dead homie, nigga, get your lick back Quick to slap a nigga, no pimp named Slickback I'm balling like MJ, got Yeezys, like Kanye My bitch look like Kim K Chop a nigga up like a sensei Me and zilla in this bitch, like we fucking Craig and Day Day Love my choppa and she love me like, I'm fucking Tay-K When we catch a opp, we gon' motherfucking bounce out Somebody pick they mans up, cause he got Knock the f*ck out