[Intro: Lazy3x]
Oh that's yo hoe she wanna fuck
We in the back and we pourin it up
She know all my [?]
She showin me love
And he want the smoke
So nigga don't duck
And we shootin low
So nigga don't duck
That nigga want crack
And now he a duck
Ay CJ
[Verse 1: Lazy3x]
[?] you know who I am
Like shawty a thot like shawty a fan
I pull out the chopper in the back of the van
When I got guap lil shawty she swallow me
I been with the niggas thats commitin robberies
He not pullin triggers so stop all that capping
I up on the stick and I get to clapping
And [?] in the back but he get to blasting
But I'm in the trap been lazy be whipping
A strap in the back if that nigga slipping
I pull out a stack and shawty she stripping
Bitch I get the bag my money is shribling
He goin outside we operate differently
I'm breakin her back I do it so viciously
And that nigga cap we shootin like Kennedy
I'm movin the white I'm movin the Kimberley
These nigga not [?] these nigga not killin me
[?] equally
[?] bullets they splittin them equally
I hang with them niggas that do em maliciously
The nigga was bad them hollows was beatin repeatedly
But I'm with yo bitch and she geekin me
[?] recordin me
She wanna fuck she wanna get more than me
After the show she hit me up
"I'm big fan I love your stuff"
Well thank you
Good luck
Like shawty a slut I don't wanna fuck
It's bad
No you don't wanna bug
He red
Wgat is what up with the cut
I'd run
Or you get smoked like a [?]
[?] so I come in the clutch
Shoot gun bullets eat them for lunch
I'm [?] please don't touch
Oh that's yo hoe she wanna fuck
We in the back and we pourin it up
She know all my [?]
She showin me love
And he want the smoke
So nigga don't duck
And we shootin low
So nigga don't duck
That nigga want crack
And now he a duck
Fuck all of that
He pourin it up
She throwin it back
Cause shawty a [?]
I look like a [?] when I walk in the club
And if that nigga [?] we sound like a rug
[Verse 2: KIDx]
[?] don't look at the clock
Cause time isn't real it's all up on yo thot
And speakin of that I'm all up on yo thot
She speakin to me cause she love what I got
She dreamin of me I'm all up in her thot
She fiendin for D she gone touch it alot
She cream like some cheese and we smokin the pot
Never been caught
And I never been caught with that hoe cause I'm sneaky as ever
I'm schemin the plan and I'm thinkin real clever
They up in yo block and they shootin like Trevor
I 2k he loopin this wet like the weather
Whenever it rain I shoot with this metal embazzle the pain
Fans know the pain I knew I was special
It was never the same no clue on the devil
I set up the flame
Ay CJ
Oh that's yo hoe she wanna fuck
We in the back and we pourin it up
She know all my [?]
She showin me love
And he want the smoke
So nigga don't duck
And we shootin low
So nigga don't duck
That nigga want crack
And now he a duck
Ay CJ
[Verse 1: Lazy3x]
[?] you know who I am
Like shawty a thot like shawty a fan
I pull out the chopper in the back of the van
When I got guap lil shawty she swallow me
I been with the niggas thats commitin robberies
He not pullin triggers so stop all that capping
I up on the stick and I get to clapping
And [?] in the back but he get to blasting
But I'm in the trap been lazy be whipping
A strap in the back if that nigga slipping
I pull out a stack and shawty she stripping
Bitch I get the bag my money is shribling
He goin outside we operate differently
I'm breakin her back I do it so viciously
And that nigga cap we shootin like Kennedy
I'm movin the white I'm movin the Kimberley
These nigga not [?] these nigga not killin me
[?] equally
[?] bullets they splittin them equally
I hang with them niggas that do em maliciously
The nigga was bad them hollows was beatin repeatedly
But I'm with yo bitch and she geekin me
[?] recordin me
She wanna fuck she wanna get more than me
After the show she hit me up
"I'm big fan I love your stuff"
Well thank you
Good luck
Like shawty a slut I don't wanna fuck
It's bad
No you don't wanna bug
He red
Wgat is what up with the cut
I'd run
Or you get smoked like a [?]
[?] so I come in the clutch
Shoot gun bullets eat them for lunch
I'm [?] please don't touch
Oh that's yo hoe she wanna fuck
We in the back and we pourin it up
She know all my [?]
She showin me love
And he want the smoke
So nigga don't duck
And we shootin low
So nigga don't duck
That nigga want crack
And now he a duck
Fuck all of that
He pourin it up
She throwin it back
Cause shawty a [?]
I look like a [?] when I walk in the club
And if that nigga [?] we sound like a rug
[Verse 2: KIDx]
[?] don't look at the clock
Cause time isn't real it's all up on yo thot
And speakin of that I'm all up on yo thot
She speakin to me cause she love what I got
She dreamin of me I'm all up in her thot
She fiendin for D she gone touch it alot
She cream like some cheese and we smokin the pot
Never been caught
And I never been caught with that hoe cause I'm sneaky as ever
I'm schemin the plan and I'm thinkin real clever
They up in yo block and they shootin like Trevor
I 2k he loopin this wet like the weather
Whenever it rain I shoot with this metal embazzle the pain
Fans know the pain I knew I was special
It was never the same no clue on the devil
I set up the flame
Ay CJ
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