[Intro]
Aye aye aye
Gang shit
Foenem
Times fo'
[Verse: LilCj Kasino]
Aye I got water on my you could serve it
All this ice you could tell that I'm cool so I don't gotta flirt
Ain't knew to this work bitch I'm cookin get murked
I step back just like Dirk and put two in his shirt
Roll up and smoke me a opp like some purp
Big ol' pole with that stick put a whole in his head like a donut
When I stand that bitch up it be tall as a grown up
I got twenty stacked up 'bout the size of a grown up
And this ice it'll beat it'll shiver my jacket versace LilCj a real big dripper
I take these Instagram modеls and treat em like flippеrs
All these rocks clippin bitch these ain't no crystals
We got a hit he ain't die but he crippin
On the phone with lil bro I'm like how you ain't kill em
Trynna get rid of work bitch we ain't trynna lift em
And she give me good brain I might tip her
[Verse 2: FaceShotGang Choppa]
Pop me a pill in the rental
Push up with sticks we got heat in the winter
We shot at his car he got hit through the window
My niggas on go popped his ass like a pimple
We havin them sticks, we slangin that iron
That switch on a Glock he got hit up on live
You drop you a bag he get hit up like fire
You diss on the gram this choppa gon catch you
Hop out the car with this choppa and stretch em
Fuck on his BM so he get the message
You said that it's smoke well nigga don't test me
Wet his up have em red like some ketchup
Aye aye aye
Gang shit
Foenem
Times fo'
[Verse: LilCj Kasino]
Aye I got water on my you could serve it
All this ice you could tell that I'm cool so I don't gotta flirt
Ain't knew to this work bitch I'm cookin get murked
I step back just like Dirk and put two in his shirt
Roll up and smoke me a opp like some purp
Big ol' pole with that stick put a whole in his head like a donut
When I stand that bitch up it be tall as a grown up
I got twenty stacked up 'bout the size of a grown up
And this ice it'll beat it'll shiver my jacket versace LilCj a real big dripper
I take these Instagram modеls and treat em like flippеrs
All these rocks clippin bitch these ain't no crystals
We got a hit he ain't die but he crippin
On the phone with lil bro I'm like how you ain't kill em
Trynna get rid of work bitch we ain't trynna lift em
And she give me good brain I might tip her
[Verse 2: FaceShotGang Choppa]
Pop me a pill in the rental
Push up with sticks we got heat in the winter
We shot at his car he got hit through the window
My niggas on go popped his ass like a pimple
We havin them sticks, we slangin that iron
That switch on a Glock he got hit up on live
You drop you a bag he get hit up like fire
You diss on the gram this choppa gon catch you
Hop out the car with this choppa and stretch em
Fuck on his BM so he get the message
You said that it's smoke well nigga don't test me
Wet his up have em red like some ketchup
( LilCJ Kasino )
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