Bending through drew, tryna catch me a 2 Oh, he hit the floor, when I threw Ds on dick tryna see how I move I throw a shot just to get in my groove Free LB make him hit the news On bro I don clicked on a few Niggas be cappin don't rap what they do Notti dotty smacked in the booth Free all my sweeps that stuck in the system If he lackin bet we gon get wit em Big ass gun I don't think that I miss him Trigger finger itchin I'm clutchin the smithin Oh, she tryna line she gon die wit em Threw at the opps, had them n*ggas trippin Been takin risks I'll flock on that mission Like, he better move from the witness (Like he better move nigga, grah grah) Don't gimme the chance to up cuz I'ma score Shells droppin all on the floor And I bet if I hit him he gon see the Lord I'm boutta spin like I don't wanna talk, like Knock on his body like what Like he don't got it can tell how walk C-CP3 no Paul I go retarded soon as I get bored Like I got some shit that'll break through the wall My knocka keep on barkin they think its a dog Real shit Bro cant see them niggas cuz they diss He don't think that I got it but its on my hip, bitch You better move when I flick I'm not gon chase him, like he sick, like I got my beam on my sitch Spin through the sev think I see a crip I don't think that he shot somebody make him trip I made him lean, bro made him sit He off the lean that's why I made him slip Don't gotta reach, Imma teach As soon as he try to throw one on my strip