SRT

[Intro] Shit Woah, woah, woah, woah [Chorus] Young nigga, kickin' shit You niggas ain't talkin' bout shit I know she a bad bitch Had to kick her out my mattress We know it get tragic Pussy boy, you a faggot I hang with them niggas in the field, ain't no lackin' Woah, woah, SRT Woah, woah, bitch I'm speed Keep a glick on my side, in case they try to take me Yeah, take me, bitch, I'm close casing She like Prada, but her boyfriend shop at Macy's [Verse] R-r-real nigga play, then I'm uppin' the B How the fuck do you hate a nigga that sing? Shout out my momma, know she proud of me Number (N)ine all up on a nigga tee Uppin' that choppa, make a nigga freeze I can not fuck lil' shawty, she a skeesh I can not fuck lil' shawty, she got too many friends in this hoe, I ain't spillin' the tea Ah, why you need me? Bitch, I bleed for the fuckin' team I might wipe a nigga out, just like snot after he fuckin' sneeze She wanna fuck with me, huh, bitch, I told a hoe please I don't want your body, unless, it's shaped like a benji Bitch I up that shotty, then I leave that nigga missin' You done did that damage, it's too late for all that fixin' Bags a piling, ballin' like Scottie With them slimes like Lil Gotit If I slide niggas dyin' Keep a condom in my pocket incase I find out she got mileage It get real in that field, huh, we gon' see who 'bout it What you gon' do 'bout it? You gon' tell who 'bout it? We drop down on your crew body We gon' found where that new hiding [Chorus] Young nigga, kickin' shit You niggas ain't talkin' bout shit I know she a bad bitch Had to kick her out my mattress We know it get tragic Pussy boy, you a faggot I hang with them niggas in the field, ain't no lackin' Woah, woah, SRT Woah, woah, bitch I'm speed Keep a glick on my side, in case they try to take me Yeah, take me, bitch, I'm close casin' She like Prada, but her boyfriend shop at Macy's