Bloody

Ay ay Up the score really fina up it I'm scoring 223s catch you ducking If it ain't money no discussion Bitch I'm boutta hunnid Bitch I'm boutta hunnid And I'm only about the money If you ain't talking business then why you talking to me I'm scoring 223s catch you ducking Up the score really fina up Bitch I'm boutta hunnid Trick I'm bout a hunnid and I'm only about the money Look bae b this shit lovely But would you stick around with me if it got ugly Double duece dirty in my cup I'm sipping muddy I can't feel a thang got me numbing Really in the field we was thuggin All these hoes around me I'm feeling musty I got clientele ain't no custy Talking all that shit now you running You said you in the field why you front it Suckas lame I get to sluggin Feds rammed down the door I already flushed it Rip my cousin they don't wanna see us up Don't hit me for the seals I already poured it up If the bitches bad then you know they came with us I'm gunning I really up the sco Dumping empty out the extendo Been killing shit on my ratio Don't call my phone bitch I'm in the studio When they see me they hiding in the function Did the race lost the cops in the junction I Hid the work up in the attic when they rushed in My plug called my phone said the pack touchdown Up the score bitch I'm fina up it Shooters aim up 223s catch you duckin All these bitches around me I'm feeling musty But still regardless I keep it a hunnid dawg Keep it a hunnid dawg Keep it a hunnid dawg