[Intro]
Great John on the beat, by the way
Ha, ha
Ha, ha
Fross (Hahahaha)
Lemme hear that
Free Dev B, b*tch
Look
[Verse 1]
I saw my felons need some Activis, like free the shottas (Grrah)
And only real ni**as in my circle, no imposter (Gang)
And brodie, he a demon, he'll turn you into pasta
And after we done smokin' you, we go and eat some lobster (What, what?)
Smokin' big Runtz, sh*t shootin', call it Falcon (Uh)
If ni**as say it's lit, when we see 'em, we gon' out 'em (Grrah-grrah)
He talkin' all that sh*t, let's really see if he about it (Grrah)
You say you movin' hot, well we turnin' up the climate (Grrah)
Sellin' grams in school while you was learnin' up in class (Gang)
I was addin' bread while you was addin' up in math (Ha)
You was cuffing girls while I was clappin' up that ass (Ass)
You was doing homework while I was working in the trap (Trap)
You was up early taking field trips to school (School)
I was up early in the field, tryna boom (Bwah)
You was tricking with hoes, I scooped her like a spoon
ni**as nutted in her mouth, yeah I know you wifed it too
Ha, we got guns, we got big Tecs (What?)
Talkin' out of line, have them kill you for that big check (Gang, gang, gang)
And we ain't postin' on no book, ni**a (At all)
We'll come up on your sides and post up where you be at (Grrah-grrah)
ni**as talkin', you could get flexed (Pussy)
A ni**a been holdin' weight like I work in Planet Fitness (Bah)
And please stop talkin' like you droppin' ni**as (Gang)
The only droppin' that you doing is from these bullets makin' contact, bang (Grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah-grrah-grrah)
ni**as know my body, I be wildin' out (What?)
'Cause I be movin' like a demon, talkin' spazzin' out
Big booty b*tches in the circle, they be actin' out (Grrah)
Ass fat, UFC, have her tappin' out (Rah-rah)
Love the freaky b*tches that be actin' on some kinky sh*t (Woah)
'Cause I be fu*kin' all night, she can't believe this sh*t
Drop top, 'cause I'ma drop the bag if she toppin' it (Skrrt)
I'm startin' to think this b*tch a shooter the way she co*kin' it (Ha)
[Bridge]
Huh, what?
Huh, what?
Huh, what?
Look
[Verse 2]
Might think I'm James Bond the way I'm fancy with my feets
I heard that she a freak, yeah baby we could meet
Got different color bitties and they all do tricks for me
You was workin' for the city while the city work for me (Ha, pussy)
While you was servin' that food, I was servin' fiends
You was wifin' up them thotties, I was wifin' up that breesh
You was leanin' on them hoes, I was sippin' on that lean
You was trickin' for that pussy, I was fu*kin' hoes for free
We ain't fu*kin' with Suburbans, this a Cadillac, uh
You was workin' for that breesh, I was takin' that, uh
Told her get up on her knees, you was lickin' cat, uh
You was out here makin' scenes, I was shootin' back, uh
You was in it, finna snitch, I was lockin' in, uh
You was waitin' for that swing, I was poppin' it, uh
I was out here uppin' scores, you was coppin' it, uh
I'm startin' to think this b*tch a shooter the way she co*kin' it, co*kin' it, co*kin' it, ah