(You'll fly too if you link up with Frenchie)
(Everyday make money and pray)
(My nigga play with the bands, yeah)
Ha, huh
Say, close the door, lil' bitch, I'm rappin', huh
Big 43 inside my waistband, south Atlanta packin'
Clean shit up, huh, yeah, that's that vacuum
Reaper clean your block up, sound like Turk's, hop out, he clap you (Grrah)
Like parasite, fuck up his stomach, huh
Hot shit jumpin' out this firearm, cause him to vomit (Ah, no way)
I caught an opp on April Fool's (Ha)
Family standin' with him, had to put Glock on my dukes
I know you hear it, that's that pape' (Ha)
Killers in the black truck, trail behind me in that straight (Okay)
Ha, shit gettin' big, put up my face, huh
Nike Pro in public, binary tucked behind my waist (Ha)
Never think before I shoot, push up, I bet I quake (Okay)
Thick shit with the face tat, reel him in, he took the bait (He gone)
He get up wet for the okey-doke, lil' bad shit, I told you I get him every time
That dog shit, ain't gotta spend no more
Say, close the door, lil' bitch, I'm rappin', huh
Big 43 inside my waistband, south Atlanta packin'
Clean shit up, huh, yeah, that's that vacuum
Reaper clean your block up, sound like Turk's, hop out, he clap you (Grrah)
Like parasite, fuck up his stomach, huh
Hot shit jumpin' out this firearm, cause him to vomit (Ah, no way)
I caught an opp on April Fool's (Ha)
Family standin' with him, had to put Glock on my dukes
Huh, tell you 'bout the get-back, huh, pst, he egg scrambled, ha, pst
Tell you 'bout the comment
Drac' bomb bully shit, he in a Pamper
God ain't put me in shit I can't handle
I'ma flush all them bitches one by the one
One-point-one M in cars, the tags in my name, finna drop my window, shoot my gun
They cap and blow and they love when I boast
50K in these teeth, when I smile, she cum
Young and turnt, dog shit like Dugg
My pops with me, fucked up, he drink blood
I change the weather when I walk in the club
They know how I get, I won't fall out 'bout ones
These emeralds hittin' 'cause it came from the mud
Gave BK a dub when he did it, but he said it was love
He gave it back
Say, close the door, lil' bitch, I'm rappin', huh
Big 43 inside my waistband, south Atlanta packin'
Clean shit up, huh, yeah, that's that vacuum
Reaper clean your block up, sound like Turk's, hop out, he clap you (Grrah)
Like parasite, fuck up his stomach, huh
Hot shit jumpin' out this firearm, cause him to vomit (Ah, no way)
I caught an opp on April Fool's (Ha)
Family standin' with him, had to put Glock on my dukes
