Our Btc

Niggas mad about a bitch, she ain't tell you bout that kiss At that party catchin' ass, yeah, I made her do a split Hell yeah, my music slap, like you gon' get slapped up in yo shit I ain't into all that fightin', bitch, I'm pullin' up with sticks Duck yo' taco all my tweakers , tryna shred some I got snipers in that field, we goin' headhuntin Tryna be funny bout a bitch, gon' leave you dead or some I just wanna f*ck, but you can go ahead, give her head or some Aye Aaliyah , or should I say tay Keep talkin' crazy, gon' get put in your place Bitch, I'm talkin' bout a coffin, don't get shot in your face Glocks and RPGs, or you can go get hit with the Drake Get you gone and put you in a wood, yeah, I'm finna face Tell a bri to run it back, bitch, I wanna see you shake Bein' tender bout a bitch, finna make me catch a case And I ain't gotta do the job, my youngins pull up where you stay Hydraulics, the chop ah leave you jumpin' up and down F*ck around, I'll f*ck your bitch then buss her down Tucks around, push up, or move the f*ck around Guns around, bitch, I'm walkin' out with a hundred rounds Like my pits constipated, we up dog shit I'm strapped, bro, strapped, bitch, we all hit That's your girl callin' my phone, man that's our bitch Just wanna f*ck you, love the bitch, I'm too heartless You a real goofy, tryna beef over a bitch, yo ass real stupid If I tell the gang to shoot dem niggas will do it Got a Glock aim for your top, bitch, I will shoot it So next time you tryna be funny, watch what you doin Send you up and make your family send up balloons Got a dick on this chop, sweep you like a broom No more facetime calls, bitch, I'll see you real soon