Hey, Chris Hey, Chris Mm, big dog, I'm the general We play that ho like instrumental He think he a dog, he get put in a kennel These bitches get passed to the swoop like they pebbles Glock 19, that bih' act like the devil Glock 26, this bitch wan' be the devil I scoop that lil' bitch, she gon' call me a shovel Ten bitch-ass niggas, they get ate like Ruffles Two Glocks on me, I'm twice, double Told my whoa, "Come to the team to come get in this huddle" .48 on me, I don't wanna hear no rebuttal Shot that boy, lay that lil' boy in a shed He wanna die, come touch these racks Racks on me, junkies, they hooked, I call that shit crack Said he want smoke, then he dead 7/11, bitch, I shoot craps I ain't Kevin, I'm lovin' this MAC Feel like I'm Devin, bookin' these hoes, it ain't nothin' Pop that boy with the XD, said, "I'm hot like the sun" The real Oso ain't goin' for nothin' You ain't finna pop nothin', fuck your gun Can't even buy a Drac', buy a shell lung Call me Baby Whoa, nigga, I'm a don Spin the block again, nigga, I ain't done Chase him with that fire, look like Temple Run Said I'm Baby Life, she think she my mom Want smoke with the opps, ain't tryna bring no bong Got locked up, I had paid that bond I ain't playin', nigga know what goin' on Knock a pussy nigga out, take his phone Bee, bee, I pull up, I'm on that, yeah Tell him, "Get his phone back" I'm in Chrome, like, where the Chrome at? Slime my brother, get on your ass ARP, best believe I'm gon' crash I'm in a two door, geeked up, goin' fast I want Percs, huh, lean, green beam, huh, green I'll never sip the green Up all, up all night, off two damn beans "W-why there two seats?" Fuck you mean? R-r-rob your plug, he too damn green Slime, slime tryna see red Brand new bag, drop it on your head And free my shooter, he gon' catch that hat Whoa, whoa, whoa Nigga, kick, kick the front door, yeah Whip the pot with my elbow Mm, would I cuff a bitch? Nigga, hell no You wanna cop a bitch? Nigga, let go Jump out the window, nigga, it's a pillow case on this stick His bitch looking at me, nigga, might double back and fuck your bitch Nigga gave me fifty rounds, I bet he missed Nigga fell asleep, I walked out with the Tris Smokin Backwoods, nigga, with Lil Chris Nigga think he Mobb, nigga, who this is? Nigga think he Mobb, nigga, I ain't playin', nigga Up that fire, nigga, he gon' die You ain't off a million, see that in your eye Know my whoa Rick wit' me, he gon' slide I told that bitch, "Stop takin' niggas off," nigga, I tried Uh, Glock got a beam, nigga, fuck you mean? Try me, I'm not shy, pop the nigga, left the scene Wore the Giuseppes, stepped in ice cream All my opps gon' be dead when I'm nineteen He scared, pop that nigga in his knee Come try somethin', double dare, nigga, you off lean