I bust a shot, and get ‘em jiggling til I’m zeroed
Glock make him hop, just like a ‘Higglytown Hero’
I ain’t gon’ stop if he still breathin’ yell out, “CLEAR ‘EM”
Sit on his block, now he believing I don’t fear him
He think he hard? Roll down the windows, lemme blast
Not moving smart, he tried to speed off then he crashed
Still sent the dart, the brodie hopped out did him nast
She pulled my card, I’m ‘Living Single’ like the cast
Want unity now I got money, he think he slick
You think you Cleo.. we gone hit you with the stick
I come in Prada to thе toe, not Owen Rick
Not giving nada to a hoe that ain’t my bitch
Unload thе clip then pack back up
We came equipped!
Pop in the dick then take his soul
I got him whipped
You don’t want smoke, boy I don’t joke
I get ‘em done
I let one go, few more gone throw
I think it’s fun
I bust a shot, and get ‘em jiggling til I’m zeroed
Glock make him hop like he a ‘Higglytown Hero’
I ain’t gon’ stop if he still breathin’ yell out, “CLEAR ‘EM”
Sit on his block, now he believing I don’t fear him
(318 Zilla)
I dropped a bag, and sent the hit, they got it done!
They do a killin’ in my city, it’s for fun
I made a killin’ I was trappin’ in the SUN
And I ain’t beefin’ with you niggas, you some bums
I do, he do, she do, I hope he gotta gun
They hit his calf, and hit his head he tried to run
You better RUN FOREST, run Forest or you’re done for
Catch me in the city with my guns up.. done for, OH we fill the city fulla’ gun smoke
We got them packs they in the condo-oh
And ain’t no shoppin’ if yo’ funds low
In the ditches where you find ‘em
(?)
Dipped to the toe we in designer, boys out the bottom
We court side ballin’, you want problems? Ain’t hard to find us
We do this daily, I’m just honest… we really poppin’
I bust a shot, and get ‘em jiggling til I’m zeroed
Glock make him hop, just like a ‘Higglytown Hero’
I ain’t gon’ stop if he still breathin’ tell ‘em, “CLEAR ‘EM”
Sit on his block, now he believing I don’t fear him
(Dame Luvs)
My money BIG, yea R.I.P. Big Pun
I’m from the bottom, bitch I came up out the swamp
He all up in my lane, his ass must be drunk
Then shawty hit his ass, made his body krunk
Above the law, bitch we taking what we want
You niggas bitches, and we doing what you won’t
Sit on the porch just in case them niggas come
My pockets fat, you probably think they got the mumps
Bitch ain’t no 1 on 1, you getting yo’ ass stumped!
Take your supporters like I’m Biden, and you Trump
I’m flexin’ on these niggas like my name (?)
Bitch I’m not in the whip, I’m poppin’ out the trunk!
I bust a shot, and get ‘em jiggling til I’m zeroed
Glock make him hop, just like a ‘Higglytown Hero’
I ain’t gon’ stop if he still breathin’ tell ‘em , “CLEAR ‘EM”
Sit on his block, now he believing I don’t fear him
Glock make him hop, just like a ‘Higglytown Hero’
I ain’t gon’ stop if he still breathin’ yell out, “CLEAR ‘EM”
Sit on his block, now he believing I don’t fear him
He think he hard? Roll down the windows, lemme blast
Not moving smart, he tried to speed off then he crashed
Still sent the dart, the brodie hopped out did him nast
She pulled my card, I’m ‘Living Single’ like the cast
Want unity now I got money, he think he slick
You think you Cleo.. we gone hit you with the stick
I come in Prada to thе toe, not Owen Rick
Not giving nada to a hoe that ain’t my bitch
Unload thе clip then pack back up
We came equipped!
Pop in the dick then take his soul
I got him whipped
You don’t want smoke, boy I don’t joke
I get ‘em done
I let one go, few more gone throw
I think it’s fun
I bust a shot, and get ‘em jiggling til I’m zeroed
Glock make him hop like he a ‘Higglytown Hero’
I ain’t gon’ stop if he still breathin’ yell out, “CLEAR ‘EM”
Sit on his block, now he believing I don’t fear him
(318 Zilla)
I dropped a bag, and sent the hit, they got it done!
They do a killin’ in my city, it’s for fun
I made a killin’ I was trappin’ in the SUN
And I ain’t beefin’ with you niggas, you some bums
I do, he do, she do, I hope he gotta gun
They hit his calf, and hit his head he tried to run
You better RUN FOREST, run Forest or you’re done for
Catch me in the city with my guns up.. done for, OH we fill the city fulla’ gun smoke
We got them packs they in the condo-oh
And ain’t no shoppin’ if yo’ funds low
In the ditches where you find ‘em
(?)
Dipped to the toe we in designer, boys out the bottom
We court side ballin’, you want problems? Ain’t hard to find us
We do this daily, I’m just honest… we really poppin’
I bust a shot, and get ‘em jiggling til I’m zeroed
Glock make him hop, just like a ‘Higglytown Hero’
I ain’t gon’ stop if he still breathin’ tell ‘em, “CLEAR ‘EM”
Sit on his block, now he believing I don’t fear him
(Dame Luvs)
My money BIG, yea R.I.P. Big Pun
I’m from the bottom, bitch I came up out the swamp
He all up in my lane, his ass must be drunk
Then shawty hit his ass, made his body krunk
Above the law, bitch we taking what we want
You niggas bitches, and we doing what you won’t
Sit on the porch just in case them niggas come
My pockets fat, you probably think they got the mumps
Bitch ain’t no 1 on 1, you getting yo’ ass stumped!
Take your supporters like I’m Biden, and you Trump
I’m flexin’ on these niggas like my name (?)
Bitch I’m not in the whip, I’m poppin’ out the trunk!
I bust a shot, and get ‘em jiggling til I’m zeroed
Glock make him hop, just like a ‘Higglytown Hero’
I ain’t gon’ stop if he still breathin’ tell ‘em , “CLEAR ‘EM”
Sit on his block, now he believing I don’t fear him
( Mizzle Mac )
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