[Intro]
What
Austin On Tha Track
[?]
[?] ([?])
Look
Fuck you mean ([?] bitch)
[Verse 1: Scotty Corleone]
Back to the facts, niggas been chasing checks
Think I need to stop flexing before one of these niggas test me and I stretch 'em
MAC-11 got 3 heads, [?] ([?])
So my shit cocked and ready, one in the head [?] [throat?]
[?] I’m fucking these niggas' hoes to get info
We smoked a blunt, she let me in and gave me head, indoor
I'm a shooter, run off in his bitch you better limbo
And I’m a real stepper, what the fuck I need [?] for?
Boy I'm with the fuck that chit-chat, show me where he live at
[?], everybody else push that shit back
In the club [?] main girl, I'm goin' for his bitchass
And she gon' give that, pussy to me from the back
Bitch I'm really thuggin', really clutchin', can’t catch me without it
[?] be in my rear view [?]
I got this ladder in my whip and this bitch right on [?]
And I’ma make it out, obviously
Bitch [?]
I'on play with niggas ’till I'ma kill 'em, that ain't the smartest move
Doing that shit [?] go with his move
I can’t lose
Stepping in his shoes
Make the news
That cutta gon' take them dudes
Bitch ass niggas
[Interlude: Dame Corleone]
Bitch ass niggas [?]
You say yo bitchass [?] but yo bitchass sank
And I don't give another fuck what yo bitchass think
'Cause I ain't running from a bitchass thing, you understand me?
I ain't running from a bitchass thing, bitch I ain't running from a bitchass thing, you understand me?
I ain't running from a bitchass thing, bitch I ain't running from a bitchass thing, you understand me?
[Verse 2: Dame Corleone]
I stick to the basics, creep up and kill you and don't say shit
I heard he be tricking so I [?]
2 cars deep, [?] nigga, that's A6
And fuck the police 'cause I got this [?]
Go by Corleone and I don't know no other [lightning?]
I flip that pack and show them racks, I know that they don't like it
I'm riding through the city, solo floating with my rifle
Watch me freestyle [?] body to a cypher
Buku gold chains try to rob me, you get touched
You get rushed to the EMS but he was outta luck
What the fuck you thought that mission was complete?
Now you dead, look, you deceased
[?] beef
Bitch ass niggas
[Verse 3: Brickfare Zeke]
My lil bitch, she got a Glock [?] as me
We took the trip to [?] got the same clip as me
[TO BE CONTINUED]
What
Austin On Tha Track
[?]
[?] ([?])
Look
Fuck you mean ([?] bitch)
[Verse 1: Scotty Corleone]
Back to the facts, niggas been chasing checks
Think I need to stop flexing before one of these niggas test me and I stretch 'em
MAC-11 got 3 heads, [?] ([?])
So my shit cocked and ready, one in the head [?] [throat?]
[?] I’m fucking these niggas' hoes to get info
We smoked a blunt, she let me in and gave me head, indoor
I'm a shooter, run off in his bitch you better limbo
And I’m a real stepper, what the fuck I need [?] for?
Boy I'm with the fuck that chit-chat, show me where he live at
[?], everybody else push that shit back
In the club [?] main girl, I'm goin' for his bitchass
And she gon' give that, pussy to me from the back
Bitch I'm really thuggin', really clutchin', can’t catch me without it
[?] be in my rear view [?]
I got this ladder in my whip and this bitch right on [?]
And I’ma make it out, obviously
Bitch [?]
I'on play with niggas ’till I'ma kill 'em, that ain't the smartest move
Doing that shit [?] go with his move
I can’t lose
Stepping in his shoes
Make the news
That cutta gon' take them dudes
Bitch ass niggas
[Interlude: Dame Corleone]
Bitch ass niggas [?]
You say yo bitchass [?] but yo bitchass sank
And I don't give another fuck what yo bitchass think
'Cause I ain't running from a bitchass thing, you understand me?
I ain't running from a bitchass thing, bitch I ain't running from a bitchass thing, you understand me?
I ain't running from a bitchass thing, bitch I ain't running from a bitchass thing, you understand me?
[Verse 2: Dame Corleone]
I stick to the basics, creep up and kill you and don't say shit
I heard he be tricking so I [?]
2 cars deep, [?] nigga, that's A6
And fuck the police 'cause I got this [?]
Go by Corleone and I don't know no other [lightning?]
I flip that pack and show them racks, I know that they don't like it
I'm riding through the city, solo floating with my rifle
Watch me freestyle [?] body to a cypher
Buku gold chains try to rob me, you get touched
You get rushed to the EMS but he was outta luck
What the fuck you thought that mission was complete?
Now you dead, look, you deceased
[?] beef
Bitch ass niggas
[Verse 3: Brickfare Zeke]
My lil bitch, she got a Glock [?] as me
We took the trip to [?] got the same clip as me
[TO BE CONTINUED]
( Scotty Cain )
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