12 Bars (It's Dynamite Remix)

(This is a Dolan Beats production) Oh, foe nem, ugh Come on over here, yuh "Sosa, Sosa" Hahahaha, yeah, you ain't top my shit though Turn up (This is a Dolan Beats production) Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Haha, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Got his bitch trippin' 'cause she seeing me, thought she was off a trippy stick Don't know why she sneak dissin' to me, say he got a shrimpy dick Pull off in that Rari, now they think I'm on some fishy shit Two year ago I ain't have no car, I was on that "come get me" shit Two years ago I ain't have no job, I was on that young drilla shit Posted on the block with the Glock, tryna drill some shit Don't give no fuck, that thot with the opps, I'ma drill a bitch And I swear these opps know how I rock, Glo until I be killed I don't want your bitch, boy, let me see if I can fit her in my schedule I won't wife a bitch, boy, these bitches be goin' everywhere I don't care 'bout goin to jail, they treat me like heaven there 'Fore I let a nigga try to kill me, I'ma send his ass 11 shells