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by Slump6son S18

[Intro]

(Tee)

Woo, woo (Phoenix)

Woo (Down, down)

Woo, woo (Down)

Woo (Down, down, down down)

Woo (Down, down, down)

Woo (Down, down, down, down)

[Verse 1]

Open that bitch up

Yeah, open that bitch up

Yeah, don't fuck wit' pictures (Shh, shh)

Don't wanna hear that shit, boy, shut that shit up

Brudda walk in, tryna blitz up

Lame nigga run and got hit up (Bleh, bleh)

[Chorus]

All my niggas, bread getters

And we aimin' for heads, nigga

All I see is red, nigga

Racks, they come in the mail

Bitch, this part of my coat

We got sticks, for you and yo' bro

I got rich, did that on my own

Yeah, yeah, (Bitch), air that ho out

I'm built from the South

This bih' let me cum in her mouth

Tell me why, what's that about?

What's that about?

[Verse 2]

We run in your house

He tried to run up, this 7.62, get a fuck nigga down (Woo)

Told that bitch, “Put the Glock in my hand”, got a 'hunnid some rounds (Woo)

Damn, way before I hit the stage, I was rollin' loud (Woo)

Look at them boys, it's a shame how we goin' out (Yeah, yeah)

I told my bro, “Hold it down”, damn (Woo)

They tryna copy the sound, damn (Woo)

Why I don't trip what they 'bout? Damn (Woo)

Walk in, they checkin' me out, damn

Ain't work a day, for a boss, damn (Woo)

Bitch, I'ma ball, NBA

Money, that shit on my deck, bitch

My niggas find where you stay, catch him

Bullets gon' fly out the Wraith, stretch him (Ooh)

I don't say shit like Charades, test him

That nigga not in the game, bench him

We turn that boy to a strain, send him up

Talk on my name, okay, bet it up

Life is a game, gotta set it up

I switched yo' chain to some VETEMENTS (Yeah)

I'm really sure you can get this, yeah

Gang runnin' shit like it's fitness, yeah

Pockets so fat like a big bitch, yeah

New body bag, gotta zip him up

(Oh-oh, oh-oh)