[Intro: Rack5]
Full clip in a 9
Just lit up the 9
Full clip in a 9
Just lit up the 9
Bow Bow
Bluwuu
Blu-Blu
Ku-Ku
[Verse 1: Rack5]
Full clip in a 9
Just lit up the 9
YK just lit up the 5 (Bow)
Load up the 12
Two smokey barrels, live
I'm parked outside (Bow)
You can't talk on Rose 'cause Rose put one in the sky, he took his life
I glide I'll come, took some bine
He tried but dashed off, nuttin' got fried
[?] my right
It all makes sense, I got my left back (Left back)
Bare back when I press that
Could've been a setback
But he didn't send back nuttin' (No corn)
Took off like a jetpack
No jet lag, fell in love whеn I met that suttin' (Baw)
I can bet that day, bare opps said that I'm not thеre
Try me, full getback
Don't ask if I did that, man dip that
But I ain't gonna' talk and risk 'dat (Shh)
I know that they wish that I never did that
But respect, that's earned (Bluwuu)
Ridin' but I cocked it first
All now I'm still out, tryna make 'dem learn (Blu-blu)
That's him in the dirt, if I purge and burst
This screw's not loose, it's firm
And if it's on a back street, we got Tiny and croski's takin' turns
This car ain't mine, it's hers
Still make it squirt in the backseat like FakeTaxi
My boo's sassy not fancy, slim thick, lightskin exactly (Exactly)
Hit from the back, shakin' her batty
She callin' me daddy or papi (Baddy)
[Hook: Splasha]
Who you talkin' to? Best watch your lips (Ay, whatch it)
Before I give you a zip
Rack5 my crow, my killy, my crip (Crip, crip)
You're too giddy, you bitch (Bitch)
Bitch slow down, you ain't gettin' this dick (Slow down)
She wan' suck on the tip
Fit little bitch, she lovin' the drip (Drip, drip, bluwuu)
Who you talkin' to? Best watch your lips (Ay, whatch it)
Before I give you a zip
Rack5 my crow, my killy, my crip (Crip, crip)
You're too giddy, you bitch (Bitch)
Bitch slow down, you ain't gettin' this dick (Slow down)
She wan' suck on the tip
Fit little bitch, she lovin' the drip (Drip, drip, bluwuu)
[Verse 2: Splasha]
I can get life for half of the shit that I've done
Had armed feds lickin' my drum (Fuck)
I was pissed when Crim got nicked wit' a gun
Thinkin' "Shit, why didn't he run?" (Free him up)
I know ten little crips that'll dip up your lungs
They think that drillin' is fun (Some drillers)
CGM, we a team for the militant thugs
If you think that you're with it then come (Come on)
Score goals from shootin', nuttin' like Vladimir Putin
Rack5 left back with his knife, he'll use it (Truss')
Get that, wet that 'til his eyes stop movin'
Gyaldem spread legs and the guys run through it
The opps play with their life and lose it (Dickhead)
What can I say? Them guys are useless
Baby shake it, put your spine into it
Do it on my own when I split that melon (Ugh)
'Cah I seen guys that got nicked with tellin' (Truss')
Had me fightin' for life in the Bailey
Where it can go wrong in sixty seconds
But anyway, that's history
Bet if I went, would they missed me?
Shouts to the one who sent money and ringed me
This bitch act silly and giddy
But she only act like 'dat 'cause she dig me (She's trippin')
She suck willy, can't kiss me
Dip make a crip like a rollin 60 (Crippy)
Go deep, then she grip me
Buss one out like hold this Pitney (Blue)
Got Bobby, got Whitney
Tell the worker, "Hit the strip G." (Blue)
Four for thirty, six for fifty
[Hook: Splasha]
Who you talkin' to? Best watch your lips (Ay, whatch it)
Before I give you a zip
Rack5 my crow, my killy, my crip (Crip, crip)
You're too giddy, you bitch (Bitch)
Bitch slow down, you ain't gettin' this dick (Slow down)
She wan' suck on the tip
Fit little bitch, she lovin' the drip (Drip, drip, bluwuu)
Who you talkin' to? Best watch your lips (Ay, whatch it)
Before I give you a zip
Rack5 my crow, my killy, my crip (Crip, crip)
You're too giddy, you bitch (Bitch)
Bitch slow down, you ain't gettin' this dick (Slow down)
She wan' suck on the tip
Fit little bitch, she lovin' the drip (Drip, drip, bluwuu)
[Outro]
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