RENEGADE(huh)

They say rokkout in his bag like a quiet kid But he want all the smoke Bitch ain't no pistol or pen in this book bag Pull out this Glock gen five and snatch me a f*ck, nigga soul slide Bitch homicide, wen we step on They Block They don't come outside, say they steppin We stompin bitch, come and try Bet we sent them boys up Make sum Mommas Cry I'm tryna go slide f*ck talkin' shit out if them boys tryna slide We knockin' them off, hit him and His Twin We takin' them all, ain't squashin' no beef Until everybody fall, nigga Renegade, EBK LIVIN' for Any these niggas that thinkin' I'm pussy Slide down 30, gon' quake Bet Da switch Leave His face, gon' pussy, let's do it Leave that boy DOA, thinkin' I'm Spike We been shootin' shit up, probably make us a movie Heard he blood Den he Crip, he flippin' the script Bruh this shit confusing, bruh this shit confusing Out on Bond , I Might Just lose a trial Bitch still gon' crack a smile Don't give a f*ck, you backin' out of Beef We still gon' walk him down Yhu See This big as 223 It make him duck like FBG Switch make him use his feet Done turn the Glock to a SMG Lil' shawty bout thick as f*ck Might just dive in that pussy like Michael Phelps Playin, foul onna play, make him give it up Playin foul, grab the Tec, I don't need a ref Bitch, gang nem been steppin' since Adam and Eve That ho tryna f*ck, think I'm payin' for weave Bitch, I'm out of your league If you buck out a luck, make a pussy boy bleed Slide down with chop, now his ass ain't breathin Now what was the reason for all of that postin And all of that tweetin' Bitch, niggas say that he spinnin' for who Now his ass finna meet him In love with the trap, nigga, think this shit home alone Nigga, buck' and den lose a few chromosomes Got me feelin' like Timmy, bitch, I wanna miss him That opp hoe just text me, I turn her on Bitch, I'm a bitch, renegade, dishonor Gangk, put a stick to his face Like he better not move wrong Huh, huh, oh, he get his ahh sent home, huh Can't go out like Gunna Never gon' rat, but in love with the cheese Huh, bet I put that boy under Try slimin' me out, I bet shawty gon' bleed Huh, got a clip full of thunder Run up on me, choppa puttin' that bitch boy to sleep Huh, bet I send him way under Think about fuckin' with me They say rokkout' in his bag like a quiet kid But he want all the smoke Bitch, ain't no pencil or pen in this bookbag Pull out this Glock, Gen five and snatch me, f*ck niggas soul Slide, bitch, homicide wen we step on their block, they don't come outside