M4s & Hellcats (feat. Dizzy)

Lemme get it bro 50 on his head I'm a bully bro F*ck up on his sister and I take his hoe Whippin' in the kitchen, Imma make this dough, yea you know I don't play no games, Imma get this fame You a lame, me and bronem bang Hit him and we spray Take his chain, off his neck With his fuckin' head (Yea) With his fuckin' head Fill that bitch with lead, leave him dead Scottie to his head, 33 is free Not for me, but it is for you Overdue, yea we kick it too But don't hang with you In the club, erink up on this henny, drink up on this bub You a scrub, .40 to his face Make that pussy run, smoke a tot Not with little guns, bronem stay with drums In the strip, make your bitchass strip, 'fore we take your shit I ain't playin', make your bitchass strip, 'fore we take your shit Beamer in the front, Hellcat in the back Gang don't lack, M4 got a strap And so does my cat, got a gat Yea we play with sticks, but don't play with rats Sixty nine, with your baby momma Goddamn she is fine, now she mine You a lame bitch, you just borderline Bitch just bordeline M4 got a 9 Take your chain not mine