[Chorus: C-Hii Wvttz]
Ns know that we lurkin' to boom , like
I see a Gz we clearin' that room (Grra Grra Boom)
Near that strip told bro let two
Like,Ns be feenin' to itch on my mood
Like, He in the field get removed
Been feenin' n' itchin' to up me a tool (Grrrrt)
And these ns don't set no shots, don't tote no Glocks
N that shit ain't cool
They like "C-Hii , like . why you so cruel?"
These dead opp ns really givin' me fuel
They don't know what the fuck I gotta do
His mans on the chain and we taking that jewel
Goin' out like Matt I refuse
Don't got my gun he gon' die by abuse , gang
Don't got my gun hе gon' die by abuse
[Verse 2 : Stunna ]
Gotti we gon' havе to take a trip
For my cuzzy we gon' empty clips
See his mother then she gettin' hit
Glock too big can't fit on my hip (Stupid)
[?] got 12 , caught shit with the stick
For my crips so you know I'mma clip
[Verse 3: C-Hii Wvttz]
You get shot for walking with ya bitch, like
Knocka shoot hard these shoot hollow tips
Caught him lackin' now he runnin' Rick , like
Beam on his gun know Stunna won't miss (gang gang gang)
Smokin' Lotti he restin' in piss, like
We catch a opp broad day , gon' blitz
[Verse 4: Set Da Trend]
Five shots gon' flock out they room
Smokin' on dummy right out of his tomb
Houdini a rat, he got thinkin' it's cool
Now I show him , bet he make the news
I be sippin' wocky this not juice
I'm like bishop bitch I got the cheats
[Verse 5: Set Da Trend and Stunna ]
If she from the T's she get left by the pool
Baddie eatin' love the way she chew
Pop a percy fuck her till it's noon
Beat her walls , I fuck her till she loose
[Chorus/Outro : C-Hii Wvttz]
Ns know that we lurkin' to boom , like
I see a Gz we clearin' that room (Grra Grra Boom)
Near that strip told bro let two
Like,Ns be feenin' to itch on my mood
Like, He in the field get removed
Been feenin' n' itchin' to up me a tool (Grrrrt)
And these ns don't set no shots, don't tote no Glocks
N that shit ain't cool
They like "C-Hii , like . why you so cruel?"
These dead opp ns really givin' me fuel
They don't know what the fuck I gotta do
His mans on the chain and we taking that jewel
Goin' out like Matt I refuse
Don't got my gun he gon' die by abuse , gang
Don't got my gun he gon' die by abuse
Grra Grra
Ns know that we lurkin' to boom , like
I see a Gz we clearin' that room (Grra Grra Boom)
Near that strip told bro let two
Like,Ns be feenin' to itch on my mood
Like, He in the field get removed
Been feenin' n' itchin' to up me a tool (Grrrrt)
And these ns don't set no shots, don't tote no Glocks
N that shit ain't cool
They like "C-Hii , like . why you so cruel?"
These dead opp ns really givin' me fuel
They don't know what the fuck I gotta do
His mans on the chain and we taking that jewel
Goin' out like Matt I refuse
Don't got my gun he gon' die by abuse , gang
Don't got my gun hе gon' die by abuse
[Verse 2 : Stunna ]
Gotti we gon' havе to take a trip
For my cuzzy we gon' empty clips
See his mother then she gettin' hit
Glock too big can't fit on my hip (Stupid)
[?] got 12 , caught shit with the stick
For my crips so you know I'mma clip
[Verse 3: C-Hii Wvttz]
You get shot for walking with ya bitch, like
Knocka shoot hard these shoot hollow tips
Caught him lackin' now he runnin' Rick , like
Beam on his gun know Stunna won't miss (gang gang gang)
Smokin' Lotti he restin' in piss, like
We catch a opp broad day , gon' blitz
[Verse 4: Set Da Trend]
Five shots gon' flock out they room
Smokin' on dummy right out of his tomb
Houdini a rat, he got thinkin' it's cool
Now I show him , bet he make the news
I be sippin' wocky this not juice
I'm like bishop bitch I got the cheats
[Verse 5: Set Da Trend and Stunna ]
If she from the T's she get left by the pool
Baddie eatin' love the way she chew
Pop a percy fuck her till it's noon
Beat her walls , I fuck her till she loose
[Chorus/Outro : C-Hii Wvttz]
Ns know that we lurkin' to boom , like
I see a Gz we clearin' that room (Grra Grra Boom)
Near that strip told bro let two
Like,Ns be feenin' to itch on my mood
Like, He in the field get removed
Been feenin' n' itchin' to up me a tool (Grrrrt)
And these ns don't set no shots, don't tote no Glocks
N that shit ain't cool
They like "C-Hii , like . why you so cruel?"
These dead opp ns really givin' me fuel
They don't know what the fuck I gotta do
His mans on the chain and we taking that jewel
Goin' out like Matt I refuse
Don't got my gun he gon' die by abuse , gang
Don't got my gun he gon' die by abuse
Grra Grra
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