WDG

(I love you doods) These niggas pussy, man these niggas scared to meet the reap Get the lo, we staking out outside your bushes, nigga we gon' creep Pull up and drop a 50 on him make him beat the feat All my niggas step too much, I need a iron just to fix that crease .357 in my glock, I'm feelin' like 'Keydreec' All my niggas riding around with illegal shit, we got them M&P's If that ain't nothing watch me hop out with this heli' make a scary scene Ain't no runnin' from this fully, it's gon' twerk, but this bitch got a beam You would've thought my ass got popped the way I'm leaning off this fucking lean Bitch we tryna catch a B and all black with them switchy things Like bitch, I'm ridin' around through city with ARP, I'm tryna make some scream Like bitch, I'll put this bitch right to a nigga mouth, I'll make him face the beam (Nigga, what the f*ck you say?) Binary on the 33, I'm like the fake Kareem Bitch, and bro got drug habits, I just watch this nigga face the beans Yop, 200 shots up in the whip, we ridin' through the city I want the hellpup, with 7.62s, not no micro-mini I'm poppin' out right with my clipper, feelin' like I'm Vinnie Bitch, and I'm the youngest around this bitch like, who be fuckin' with me (Bitch who fucking with me?) F*ck the switch I got binaries on like 20 semi's Nigga tried to run off, hang out the whip, do his ass like Ricky (RICKY!) I shoot the drac so damn fast, bitch, this shit gets sticky Boy i'll pop a nigga up in broad day, even though it's risky Pick up my pace, press on that metal, bitch, we on a mission ARP's up in the whip with all sharks, bitch, we goin' fish Boy that lil' bitch nigga spoke down on T and now he goin' missin Bitch we step on everything in big B's, like we chasin' chicken Bitch I feel like Lil Tay 'round this bitch, I'm the youngest flexer Ain't no raw doggin, I had to put the condom right under the Alexa You better ask about my camp, bitch, we the biggest steppers Suppressor on the fully, send some shots, but I can't get arrested I drop some shots in that bitch, I hope he get that message Pillow talking to the hoes, he said its beef, but I'm the one that stretched him Full court press on the opps bitch, we ain't finna press him Boy, I'll put my bitch down, kiss on her neck and fold her like a pretzel I got the Switchie in my coat, bitch, I ain't finna wrestle Boy, I'm finna drop a bag on a AP and this shit presidential They popped ours, we popped three, we fuckin' with they mental Fire his ass up like a fuckin' kindle Bitch I walk out with two sticks up in my hand, I'm feelin' like I'm Ramblin I'm feelin' like I'm Scatz, ride with a drac with a fuckin' camo Why the f*ck he acting cool around my niggas, he a fuckin' random And If I catch his lil' ass with ARP, I'ma fuckin' blam him