[Verse]
Got my gun in the party going dumb since a shawty
I Ain’t never like Revolvers fall in love with a 40
Doing high speeds in sum sported
Got me feeling like Jeff Gordon papi shooting bitch he scoring 4-5 blocks like I was touring
Like I was touring they said “Pap go see somebody”
They say “Pap you need somebody”
I say “Bitch pass me a raw cause [?]”
They like “Pap you tweaking”
Prolly bitch I know when I see somebody
When i sleep i hold my bitch but next to my bitch the stick beside me
Start a party get excited most niggas ready to shoot before they fight you
Brought my gun was tryna hide it but my momma found that in my closet
I’m talking about pounds I just get high as shit
Jump in my car and start driving quick
Cuz’ ask mе “When i’m gone call it quits”
Had to sell dopе and rob for all my shit can’t one nigga that did me shit
I speak out my mind I don’t need no piss sippin’ wockesha i don’t do no gin
Crack the side door kick the windows in got a drop that it’s his so bitch we in rob the shit out a nigga ain’t seen him again
.556 knock off ya limb hope I don’t get no blood on my timbs
They like “Pap you need to go see some type of counseling”
[?] this drug dealing music not that bouncy shit
Blue tips blue strips not that counter-fit
Gun shots probably be therapeutic this my soul
This more than music they tryna do me like lil boosie
But I'm build for tough bitch we can do it
Like cuz’ say “Don’t pull it out if you won’t shoot it” Before you even ask me i’m gon’ do it walk down on a nigga before he get to moving
Put the pistol to his ribs what you doing?
Rob damn near every nigga I’m cool with me and cuz got bored we used to do shit
Pop out board day execution shoot at you and every nigga you with
Rap good as shit but you don’t do that
Gun in your hood you never blew that
Miss my dog why you do that?
I’ll give everything just to have you back
[Outro]
Might Bugg in this bitch
