(Chorus)
Who you fucking with? who you touchin on?
Talk to this mufukkin glizzy that I be clutching on
Its finna put you on, to the hospital bed
Since you thinkin you so tough, how you bout it and you dead
Pass this shit to p you know that they can't fuck with me
I'm really blowing on some tree and rollin off the brandy
I be high off my mind, so drunk I can't think
Rolling up backwoods smoking harder than you ever did nigga!
(Verse)
Damn he really gassed me, the stupid nigga out here kicking dirt up on my family
Nigga not my family, but since you done fucked up plan a I guess this is the plan b
Big chops and barettas up em on you the shit hit dandy
How the fuck he talkin bout me crazy?
Like I wasn't out there grinding trynna make make a fucking mill, and lately!
When niggas see me in pеrson the energy ain't brazy!
But swеar that when I'm not there yall all woofin bitch niggas!
Grab the 40 put it to his jaw
Slice him like a chainsaw
Shoot the nigga head till it explodes and watch his brains fall
Daviontae gone finesse the beat
Producer got robbed
Among one of the Northside niggas that you cannot cross
Bitch I'm hot like hot sauce
Onomatopoeia gun it hit you and say bow! bow!
Nigga you are my child
Imma let you go wild
While I sit and smoke loud
Got me over here really talkin bout some ouuu child
You acting a fool child
This shit isn't cool child
Imma get real cruel, I'll pull up with the tool wild
Shit that imma do
And you ain't fucking with me
Well I ain't fucking with you
Daviontae inna mix Bitch!
(Chorus)
Who you fucking with? who you touchin on?
Talk to this mufukkin glizzy that I be clutching on
Its finna put you on, to the hospital bed
Since you thinkin you so tough, how you bout it and you dead
Pass this shit to p you know that they can't fuck with me
I'm really blowing on some tree and rollin off the brandy
I be high off my mind, so drunk I can't think
Rolling up backwoods smoking harder than you ever did nigga!
(Verse 2)
Aye, bitch I been on they block tho, serve a nigga a paint like im Pablo Picasso
Me and my niggas bout our guap yeah we really bout nachos. Showin that pole on the net knowing damn well That's not yours
Sipping wock too the face, cause a young nigga hard though. Nnp till the death, dumb nigga I cannot fold
Locked and load with this drac, get low like it's my show. Like the way that I move, got me feeling like pop smoke
Never be got, I hit my moves, got me hitting my dance though. We got chops, we got Glocks, God it look like a gun show
Shake that ass lil baby gone ahead do yo dance tho. We did this shit on our own like "what the fuck is a big homie?"
We did this shit on our own like "what the fuck is a big homie?"
The bro showed me the same thing, like what's the point of a big homie
Aye! Two things, up in the streets you gotta keep your heat
You also gotta watch what you say before a nigga speak
Closed mouth don't get feed, a nigga gotta eat
And imma push this nnp shit, till I rest in peace
Lil bro trynna cop him a stick, he said "fuck a beam"
She started rubbing all on the Glock, and started sucking me
Lil bitch hella cute on her knees the pretty lil freak
Blew her back out now I got her fiending for the meat
Niggas love talkin on the net I swear these niggas weak
I'm in the north, really too the bag, I'm really bout my cheese
Cause one call will get a nigga gone I'm talking about deceased
And everytime I hop on the track I gotta kill the beat
This nigga tried to say my music wack, like "nigga who is he?"
THUNZ Rolling gas in the wood, I swear that shit is stink
Alot of niggas wanna see me down, but a nigga gone make it
How the fuck you finna call me bro but you finna fake it?
I said how the fuck you finna call me bro but you finna fake it?
Bitch i was really in the north really in the making
(Chorus)
Who you fucking with? who you touchin on?
Talk to this mufukkin glizzy that I be clutching on
Its finna put you on, to the hospital bed
Since you thinkin you so tough, how you bout it and you dead
Pass this shit to p you know that they can't fuck with me
I'm really blowing on some tree and rollin off the brandy
I be high off my mind, so drunk I can't think
Rolling up backwoods smoking harder than you ever did nigga!
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