IN TROUBLE

[Intro: Nine Vicious] (PROJECT) Some of y'all still can't keep up, on God (Say what?) [Chorus: 1300SAINT & Nine Vicious] I put all my bitches in a huddle (What?) Water drippin' off my wrist, it leaves a puddle (Let's go) You can't even see the Glock, it's on me 'cause it's subtle ('Cause it's subtle) I got your bitch poppin' ass at the Bubble (What?) ALYX bag, it look like a seat buckle (Seat buckle) You better pray for these lil' nigga, they in trouble ('Cause they in trouble) They in trouble, they in trouble They in trouble, they in trouble All that water jumpin' out my wrist (Sheesh, what?) Shawty tryna suck me like a tick (Sheesh) I just blew a bag on a bitch (Sheesh, sheesh) I just blew a bag on a bitch (Sheesh, ow) Hit one time, that's it (Sheesh, what?) I'm on some rockstar shit (Sheesh, what?) I'm on my rockstar shit (Sheesh, say what?) I'll make a cop car flip (Sheesh) [Verse 1: 1300SAINT & Nine Vicious] Hol' up, who the fuck told these lil' nigga they slime? What the fuck is they doing? (These niggas not slime) Hol' up, gave that ho thirty-three shots to the back, I feel like Patrick Ewing Hol' up, yeah, all I care 'bout is that guala, that guap, yeah, that's all I'm pursuing, hol' up (What?) Hol' up, baby, just don't use your teeth when you suck it, don't do all that chewin', hol' up [Bridge: 1300SAINT & Nine Vicious] Let do it, let do it (Woah) Let do it, let do it (Let go, woah) Let do it, let do it (SAINT, talk to 'em, woah) Let do it, let do it (Uh, what?) Woah, let do it, let do it (Say what?, woah) Let do it, let do it (Let go, woah) Let do it, let do it (SAINT, talk to 'em, woah) Let do it, let do it [Chorus: 1300SAINT & Nine Vicious] I put all my bitches in a huddle (What?) Water drippin' off my wrist, it leaves a puddle (Say what?) You can't even see the Glock, it's on me 'cause it's subtle (Go) I got your bitch poppin' ass at the Bubble (What?) ALYX bag, it look like a seat buckle (Seat buckle) You better pray for these lil' nigga, they in trouble ('Cause they in trouble) They in trouble, they in trouble They in trouble, they in trouble All that water jumpin' out my wrist (Sheesh) Shawty tryna suck me like a tick (Sheesh) I just blew a bag on a bitch (Sheesh, sheesh) I just blew a bag on a bitch (Sheesh) Hit one time, that's it (Sheesh, what?) I'm on some rockstar shit (Sheesh, what?) I'm on my rockstar shit (Sheesh, what?) I'll make a cop car flip (Sheesh) [Verse 2: 1300SAINT & Nine Vicious] Huh, I might pass out 'cause my bitch is sum' thick (What?) She gon' turn tables, she's spinnin' on it Cool hunnid, Rick, I spent ten on my kicks Can't explain how it feels to live like this CDG, JPG, steppin', lil' bitch Everything stop when I step in this bitch (Say what?) You done went down since I left you, lil' bitch Better be happy, you met me lil' bitch It's too many problems, I got a lil' richer You better move smart, I'ma spark up my pistol I'm tryna get all this shit out my system I'm let off before you like early dismissal Take a trip to Japan, I'ma go kick my feet up (What?) She throwin' that pussy to me, it get beat up (What?) She think that I like her, I don't even need her Two bitches want me, I don't know how I'ma keep up, on God (Say what?) On God, on God (What? What? What?)