Spaz, why you not picking up the motherfuckin' phone? You must with some bitch or something. I knew you was a fuckin' ho, man, fuck you bitch
(I love DJ Gren8de)
Yea
Baby whoa pop then you know it's some' sick
If he play with the mob he gon' get his shit split
I ain't killer reap but then boys call me Spaz Wick
Call me once, I keep changing my flip phone
Got the whole load gone
Pull up to his show get it postponed
Dawg, when I hit the lick, I'm bad to the bone
Talking 'bout fraud, when he seen the stick, made him watch his tone
Hundred band lit hood reaper, but that shit all gone
Ninth grade hit my first lick got my first iPhone
Slimed that nigga back, but this ain't Geico
17 years old, bought my first rifle
Jew Glizz, pray to the Glock, he ain't picking up no bible
Having waste slants all, I got the title
They thought Baby Whoa broke his damn jaw
I call up my Woah's, know they number one call
Money keep callin' up, there go ringtone
Glock to sexy, call it Nia Long
How he fuck on the moon, Neil Armstrong
And I be with some goons, [?]
17 bands, I think I made his bond
Hm, my brother said when he see you, he gon' kill you
If I see you, it be bad news
Think I need a hammer, bitch I'm loose screw
We ain't gon' for nothing, I be with some troops
Nigga, I'm just young, driving with your crew
Nigga, I'm a [?]
Pull a drake and con in a different suit
Spinning through the hood, shooting at his roof
Wanna be a big dog, but all he do is woof
Free Trish, knock that nigga tooth
He could be a quick lit, nigga I'm the truth
Yea
Baby whoa pop then you know it's some' sick
If he play with the mob he gon' get his shit split
I ain't killer reap but then boys call me Spaz Wick
Call me once, I keep changing my flip phone
Got the whole load gone
Pull up to his show get it postponed
Dawg, when I hit the lick, I'm bad to the bone
Talking 'bout fraud, when he seen the stick, made him watch his tone
Hundred band lit hood reaper, but that shit all gone
Ninth grade hit my first lick got my first iPhone
Slimed that nigga back, but this ain't Geico
17 years old, bought my first rifle
Jew Glizz, pray to the Glock, he ain't picking up no bible
Having waste slants all, I got the title
Fifty round drum on that bit' like American Idol
He don't want no smoke with a nigga, just wylin
Shit ain't no fuckin' cartoon, we don't rottweil' it
Rock out with that glizzy, ain't going like Gonny
He figure my gun and I post up with tommy
Babylife vampire, nigga, you can't slime me
Trendsetter, know them boy gon' copy
Real go-getter, up the fy' and pop it
Don't believe in politics, go grab the choppa
Bitch, I'm Babylife, but I could be your father
Pop out with that baby draco, that's my toddler
I put the Glock by the peach cobbler
Why you got a Glock, you ain't gon' pipe it
Fifteen a gram, nigga come shop it
Nigga got a gun, nigga red dot it
Hm, I be with real vampire
Kel finna pop out, he gon' let the stick shine
You know Stunna be with me, he break yo' jawline
My uncle crack baby, he ball in the eighties
Real sharpshooter on the block, call me KD
Pull out the pistol, he think he finna run a fade with me
Police ass nigga, talking to the agency
