Taken off ya top (feat. 3randon)

If you pull up on us, we gon' handle it, how we see fit I ain't worried about shit, you like your dad, boy, you a bitch How you talkin' up online, we can't understand it, you got a lisp Yeah, we takin' off your wrist, I bet you won't type shit again Yeah, we takin' off your top just like we out here cuttin' grass And your bitch wanna give me top, she always out here shakin' ass And her shit smell like a fish, she a pro at bein' bass And my bitch is way too bad to go for a bitch without a bag Uh, y'all some goofies too, you ain't never stood on business, I don't f*ck with you Why you callin' her your mistress when she fucked the crew And my team is always winnin, we don't ever lose, uh I ain't rappin' either, yeah, your bitch is way too ugly, you won't ever need her And she a bottom feeder, nine months later Both you bitches up on Jerry Springer, and I don't wanna meet her Taught to never hit a bitch, but you, you need to beat her And I'll advise you, leave her, so many dicks up in her mouth You can't fit a finger, and the pussy linger You was dissin' up online, I proved that I get meaner, uh If you pull up on us, we gon' handle it, how we see fit And I ain't worried about shit, you like your dad, boy, you a bitch And you talkin' up online, we can't understand, you got a lisp And we takin' off your wrist, I bet you won't type shit again Why you talkin' on the net like we ain't got no fuckin' friends If he keep on talkin, bet his ass won't talk no shit again And when I slide, I got 30, hit your ass so that shit end And if it ain't enough, the homies hop out, shoot your ass again Uh, they keep on talkin' like we ain't none Like we ain't gon' slide over when the day done Got 30 hangin' out their trunk and we gon' spray some No call of duty, but I'll hit you like a ray gun Ain't no hurry, shoot it like it's curry We got 30 shootin' out this bitch and hit you till it's blurry Talkin reckless, on the net, gon' have you hidin close the curtains Don't you leave that bad door open, pay your homie do you dirty, uh