Sniper Gang - Love My Toolie lyrics

Aye Petho, stop playing with that motherf**in' gun Man what the f** man Since you got that motherf**er you can't put dat bih' down Petho he just keep on playing with the racthet Use to catch me with the n***as that i knew from back than Gotta keep my brother with me, yea that automatic Mr. Flipper, he gon flip ya Like a Krabby Patty I love this toolie She such a cutie Big ol booty co*k it, shoot it Look at my swag, yea Poppin dem' tags, yea Doing the dash, making dem' mad Picking the backend My life like magic Pull up & Blast kid Im really a savage I keep it a thousand K Deeper than amazing grace These n***as gay I can see the hate from a mile away I might get yo b**h, skeet all over her face Ain't talking chicken, but I'll hit you with a 3 piece I keep that pistol hidden right here where my dick be I do you like my watch, leave a n***a trippin Running with that mach, catch a n***a slippin 1800 block, b**h you dying how im living Im taking my n***a to the lot once he get out prison Im rocking blue and red i ain't blood or i ain't crippin Im rocking blue and red n***a hate his independence 26 13 6, we riding with 30 clips But i keep 60 now, i gotta be sure and sh** Lay stacks in front of me now cause i be hurting sh** My n***a my enemy now, be thinking bout hurting him Yeah, n***a you gon cuff her im gon pa** that I feel like Cam right now, im f**ing the bad brat WD-40 n***a im smoking gas packs f**ing these birds like im a bad black fat cat Getting the cheese like im a mad black lab rat Yeah, i just sent my mama that sh** thru Cash app Thumbing through check, ayy Put it on necks, ayy Pulling on stolen lex's Got tech like we mad at the ref Ayy, ayy Don't f** for checks Pop p**y & give her some neck I gotta check That I'm willing to put on your neck, ayy No need to flex Got it off the muscle, all night what I rest I just made my respect The man with respect, or drawn down with this TEC