Put That Front Up

[Intro] Bitch, I'll send that bitch to where she came from You can't chill up in my trap, get stomped [Chorus] Bitch, I'll send that bitch to where she came from You can't chill up in my trap, get stomped Me and nick in that Scat', shoot yo' home up And we ridin' six deep to the drugs (Ayy, yeah) Yeah, they want me, you gonna pay me front up? And stop all that talkin', pick yo' twin up (Ayy, yeah, stop with all that talkin', oh) And I'm ridin' with the gun, you ain't finna blick somethin' And these songs back to back, like, the hoes geeked (Oh) [Verse] You ain't talkin' money, so you is so greedy You ain't got no guns because they all got tooken (Oh) And there's a reason all yo' hoes in my function, bitch And they еven know, my bitch said, "I'm next, bitch" (Oh) If you ain't got the cluе, watch yo' fuckin' neck, bitch Ride her round, send her home with the TEC, bitch (Oh) Halo round all they heads 'cause they dead, bitch [Chorus] Bitch, I'll send that bitch to where she came from You can't chill up in my trap, get stomped Me and nick in that Scat', shoot yo' home up And we ridin' six deep to the drugs (Ayy, yeah) Yeah, they want me, you gonna pay me front up? And stop all that talkin', pick yo' twin up (Ayy, yeah, stop with all that talkin', oh) And I'm ridin' with the gun, you ain't finna blick somethin' And these songs back to back, like, the hoes geeked (Oh)