448

(Oh my god, whole lotta 448 shit man) (You know what the f*ck going on) Aye, no cap aye HUH Alright come on Aye we setting trends with this shit man on my Momma No cap this shit for real Youngest niggas in the game You hear me On gang, COME ON I told granny I'm running a turtle race That boy a rat I'm running wit tigers We uppin & boosting the murder rate You can get checked Where ever we at I know my youngin won't hesitate If I give you da sauce betta use it I mean accordingly niggas recording me And I had dat fye but I ain't even use it I'm so legit I can be in a movie She wanna rub it & touch it but I'm tryna f*ck it Like shawty I know what you on Really been puttin up pressa on niggas Call up my youngin he steppin on niggas I'm on the east wit my bruddas Ain't goin for nun Done pulled out the western on niggas Hop out Boom boom clap Cause qwan don't play I be done stretched me a nigga I told granny I'm running a turtle race That boy a rat I'm running wit tigers We uppin & boosting the murder rate You can get checked Where ever we at I know my youngin won't hesitate Yea I'm on his block wit a hollow 448 onna map We setting trends It's time you f*ck niggas follow If I hit up peyso he comin But I hit up dilly kno shit a get silly he just get To dumping He special On god but shit a get handled She tried to pull out my dick at a dinner I'm Freaky but baby yk I got manners Ducked off in the trap paranoid off a scanner Ran to the bag got me feeling like santa Poured up a four of that wock in my Fanta I told granny I'm running a turtle race That boy a rat I'm running wit tigers We uppin & boosting the murder rate You can get checked Where ever we at I know my youngin won't hesitate Yea I'm talking Carl Winslow This shit deep You can get hit wit a few those Choppa Don't reload Perk got em feeling debo He turnin up wit a freak hoe That be my bro Whenever I talk he say I'm trippin Tell em I love em he start acting different Change up on your brothers I bet you be snitching We cropping shit out the picture Aye throw me the stripes On god I'm official Aye we knocking shit by the top Thirty eight shots On baby I'm really that nigga I told granny I'm running a turtle race That boy a rat I'm running wit tigers We uppin & boosting the murder rate You can get checked Where ever we at I know my youngin won't hesitate I told granny "I'm running a, uh uh uh uh"