Toot em

[Chorus] My mummy always said do me, she don’t like the look of that friend there Still out ere’, corn that i’m sending Shh got touched, I can’t finish that sentence I got it on me, move mad with the wap He get shot right out of his Fendi I got it on me, move mad with the wap He get shot right out of his Louis I’ll paint, I’ll toot, I’ll toot, I’ll toot, I’ll toot, I’ll toot, I’ll toot him I’ve been seen them cases, 9mm Lugers Thought he was bad till I kept I’ll shoot, I’ll shoot, I’ll shoot, I’ll shoot em’ I got the shotty on me, i’ll walk with the broomstick B cut days I was moving like She don’t hold no hammers that bitch she’s useless [Verse 1] Useless, she’s useless I got it on me, of course I’ll use it The man corn outside, they’re stupid Prince on the bells, gotta clean his teeth But I ain’t gonna use no toothpick Toothpick, toothpick, T- no toothpick I done slapped that corn out the rotty Then gave it to bro, of course I twosed him Frees that stem, let me bring my wap out I’m on Fernlodge causing a nuisance I’m coming like don’t be silly like ruthless I’ve been verified, I don’t need no blue tick I got the pengest one from town, said she don’t fuck with shooters I still shot my shot, but I missed timed it I could’ve bussed if I was a lil bit taller Bait civ bae, I don’t know what to order Uh, she’s vegan, yo If I got it on me, I’ll definitely squeeze him While he came to the window and got his face beaten Tump down, yo My mum always said do me, I don’t need friends I need .32 bells, but there’s none on ends And i’ll drive to brum on the weekend .32s and the shotty’s on tact One tap, I’ll smother that twat 32 rounds, the extenders full But I took few outs, but the mash don’t jam I’m on the 9 with 6 on jabs And i’m still upset I didn’t clip that lad Me and my marksmen shooter It’s highly unlikely I’ll miss that pack [Chorus] My mummy always said do me, she don’t like the look of that friend Still out ere’, corn that i’m sending Shh got touched, I can’t finish that sentence I got it on me, move mad with the wap He get shot right out of his Fendi I got it on me, move mad with the wap He get shot right out of his Louis [Outro] I’ll paint, I’ll toot, I’ll toot, I’ll toot, I’ll toot, I’ll toot, I’ll toot him I’ve been seen them cases, 9mm Lugers Thought he was bad till I kept I’ll shoot, I’ll shoot, I’ll shoot, I’ll shoot em’ I got the shotty on me, i’ll walk with the broomstick B cut days I was moving like She don’t hold no hammers that bitch she’s useless