In Yo City

Bitch I'm back in Smoking za up in this bitch with Mac-10 Step up in the party then you know we ain't lacking Damn you know it ain't shit to get it cracking Act pint we got act in Where the bins at we need some action Switch on the 10-milli that bitch clapping Thot hoe in the party that bitch ratchet One move then them killas at yo door Second move then yo body on the floor Hit my nigga dutch, drank on the floor Ain't no line sipping you finna buy the O Damn But I ain't gotta say that Smoking za stacking M's tryna get the Maybach We ain't posting no bread cause we got that He be talking on the net but he ain't got that Catch the nigga out in public he ain't got that Damn Like why you leave without that Now his mama crying she forgot about that Now his body in the wood this a clout pack All these fucking blues on me I ain't out here Crippin Like why these niggas hating on me say I'm acting different Me and bro done made it out the hood we ain't in the trenches Bitch my niggas really strapped up we ain't out here slipping I heard you spent yo bread on a bitch we ain't out here tipping Make that bitch bring the racks to me cause I'm finna flip em And you know I'm finna blow that bitch boy you bet not tempt me Niggas mad I just hit they bitch man these niggas silly I just took a flight out the state and bitch I'm in yo city Then I snatched another nigga bitch and she was fucking with me Bitch throwing it back in the club yea she fucking with me I just counted a 100 blue strips yea I f*ck with Benjis I just told bro pour me up some lean nah I don't f*ck with Henny Took my bitch to the liquor store cause she f*ck with Remy Call the plug tell him bring some more cause they fucking with it And I heard these pussy niggas told and I ain't fucking with them I heard these pussy niggas told I heard these niggas rats We in Florida ain't got no weed bro just hit a black Bad bitches in the telly she sitting on my lap Nigga I don't leave the house without my fucking strap And tell that nigga roll the dice like we was shooting craps Bitch you know we shoot first nah we not shooting back Bitch you know we got them pounds we in the fucking trap This bitch got a 100 round I push a nigga back This bitch got a switchy on it ain't no shooting back Big ass Call of Duty guns yeah we having that When I slide to the Raq hit Rob for that thrax Lil bitch from high school head in my lap Damn Whole time them old hoes Whole time she get treated like old clothes Whole time we toting ARs and them Dracos Dare that nigga run shoot his head not no ankles