(Cuando vayas conmigo) (Ve apoyada en mi hombro) Like, Choppa the top one, nigga Like, suck my dick, everything dead, everything K They know my body, nigga Can't come to the Hill, niggas lied (Killa Kam killed that shit) Niggas know what I do on that side (What I do on that side) I'ma tweak, them niggas not on my time (Niggas not on my time) Either my mans or my fan, pick a side Don't think with your dick and get lined (And get lined) Backdoor who? Nigga, I'm slime Think it's sweet? Come outside (Come outside) Dude was my mans, now he gotta go, word to bro (He gotta die) Free Goon, they know how I keep one when I run into Lo (Lil' Dudey) Who not Os? Niggas know, got booked with the chops, still tryna tote (I'm still tryna tote) I'm like the reaper, I'll take his soul (I'll take his soul) I'm tryna creep up, let it go Wanna act like I'm not in the streets? (I'm not in the streets?) Oh, it's beef? Let's meet Like, Dee, I'm playin' for keeps (Like, what?) And Roscoe, I know where you sleep (I know where you lay) I had Hill bitches on they knees (On they knees) Wanna act like I'm not OD? (Like I'm not OD?) I'd get them shot, lowkey (Like, I gotta aim) Up close, go deep (Like, nigga, I'm tough) Think I'm pussy? They don't know me (they don't know me) And I'm 'boutta tweak, I'm really savage DudeyLo on dick, tryna move like a bad kid (That lil' nigga pussy) Like I don't keep knocks in this Mackage (Like, I got a coat) Like, none of this shit is for fashion Dee really pussy, he the fastest I bet he run when I hop out and flash it (Hop out and flash it) I don't do none of this shit for the captions (I don't do this for the captions, nigga) I ain't doin' this shit for the 'Gram Nigga be all on my dick like a fan Screamin' out, "Die Y, die Gz, 800K" I'm still smokin' on Rah and his mans We gon' pop out 150 deep (Like) Who reversin' the V? We gon' light that shit up with some heat I done had many opps pick up they feet, like And I don't need a codeine Bet I'll get on yo' ass with my doley, like Don't get shot tryna troll me Bitch, I'm really the O, niggas know me Let him play, he get done up He ain't smart but he couldn't be dumber Let's just spin his shit and he'll stutter Brr-rt-t, brrt like a drummer Like, brr-rt-t, brrt, then he die Throw up a switch on a Glock, make them hide Like, I would chase him and shit, but I'm high Turned up the beam, lean fuck with my eyes Like, don't come to my side with that nonsense And the cut on, bro tryna harm shit Get to spinning, that shit till I'm nauseous OGz, the fuck up Made it back to the block, like six How the fuck I throw shots, and I miss? I gotta call the PD, on his bitch If he jacking OY, word to bro I'mma blitz Like AJ, niggas done told me you switched I'mma go post up on 155th Smoking on Caine, he a spliff Dropping they gang, cause it's lit I let it bang, with the Rips 2016, we did drills on the 5th But I can not talk 'bout them trips I'm a demon, with my knock on my hip Do a drill, then I changing my fit After that, I'm right back on the strip Big die Y, stop jacking my shit Why-why the fuck they keep dropping my O? Catch lil' DD, and I'm letting it go Like-like what should I do with my pole? like Rah Gz, died on that phone I would have to get back Word on my dead, this shit deeper than rap Dummy got poked, they left him flat Winter got shot, can't get a bag Can't come to the Hill, niggas lied (Killa Kam killed that shit) Niggas know what I do on that side (What I do on that side) I'ma tweak, them niggas not on my time (Niggas not on my time) Either my mans or my fan, pick a side Don't think with your dick and get lined (And get lined) Backdoor who? Nigga, I'm slime Think it's sweet? Come outside (Come outside) Dude was my mans, now he gotta go, word to bro (He gotta die) Free Goon, they know how I keep one when I run into Lo (Lil' Dudey) Who not Os? Niggas know, got booked with the chops, still tryna tote (I'm still tryna tote) I'm like the reaper, I'll take his soul (I'll take his soul) I'm tryna creep up, let it go