Gadgets

Uhhh Meechy goin' through it Uh uh uh uhh Uhh uh uhhh Run the city meech gone In my pocket you know They say who gone run the city meech gone do it Keep that glock up in my pocket you know meechy goin' through it Keep reminiscing bout his niggas it's his fault that they ain't shoot it I'm hittin' that bitch right from the back and then I smack her on her booty Grew up off Griffin slangin' chops I was in school and I was shootin' Da da da da da my niggas some savages We want them glizzies automatic Talkin' chops with all them gadgets We put switches on the back You know my niggas never lackin' We got drums and we got asses We got dicks and we go ouuu Boy i'm a real purebred No fed nigga Boy i'm slangin' them chops with 5 you know i'm tryna knock off his dreads nigga Headshots we don't want no legs nigga Oh his brother there he could be dead with em Meech get to slidin' like he got a sled with em Colostomy bag need red need red in me If I post location you betta show up 12 in my face boy I get dumb I act like I don't know nun Boy we got red tips in our blicks so best believe we wont run We get to spinnin' in this bitch just like we doin' donuts They get to freezin' in this bitch when we catch em with no gun Drippin' all in Saint Laurent Ain't no support up in my city screamin' f*ck how they come You could just look up in my eyes and you could tell what i'm on MMGM before the fame but EMG when i'm on Prolly wouldn't even do no feature nigga if it ain't Von I done sent plenty niggas verses they ain't wanna get on Then they be all up in my DM every time that I drop Talkin' bout why I ain't on the album boy that shit could be hard Boy you could kiss this Glock They say who gone run the city meech gone do it Keep that glock up in my pocket you know meechy goin' through it Keep reminiscing bout his niggas it's his fault that they ain't shoot it I'm hittin' that bitch right from the back and then I smack her on her booty Grew up off Griffin slangin' chops I was in school and I was shootin' Da da da da da my niggas some savages We want them glizzies automatic Talkin' chops with all them gadgets We put switches on the back You know my niggas never lackin' We got drums and we got asses We got dicks and we got Strapless sticks All my niggas on savage shit They like meechy he done changed since he been on that rappin' shit Been slangin' sticks but for my momma boy I had to be a graduate Knew a couple niggas that stood up on that post like they was a activist Oh they got switches we got switches boy we goin' back to back with this I shoot this bitch with no remorse you know I always been so passionate Ahh AK-47 with no stock that drac be clappin' shit I got shooters in the cut you know 5 steady be whackin' shit Boy you dumb enough to come test me bitch Steady flexin' up like i'm just rich Yo favorite nigga got clapped now it's a twist Lean gave me bubble guts now I got the shits Ice in my double cup and now it's on my wrist My niggas sprayin' shit like it's the mist Boy I could get fly as f*ck like i'm The Miz And if that bitch bad enough she could get up in it But you know I ain't wifing her you no I ain't gone ring it They say who gone run the city meech gone do it Keep that glock up in his pocket you know meechy goin through it Reminiscing bout his patna it's his fault that they ain't shoot it