chorus]
—Bitch I be the...
[chant] cutta gutta so wet soak blocks with the work
Yada yada yada
—hit a city flip a re up
Yada yada yada
[chant] cutta wrote checks throwed shots flipped the birds
Yada yada yada
Sit pretty with a stick leant back both feet up
[chant] cutta broke records play checkers with the work
[Can’t save em ain’t god]
Click with me keep straps in the shadows won’t see us
[Cant] save em ain’t Jesus]
[chant] cutta so fly no feathers no tracks in the dirt
[Can’t save em ain’t god]
Drip plenty don’t let it go dry part seas trap god makin hoes see Jesus
[verse]
I ain’t clip em he a lick go get em
grip his neck
choke em out
Stick click
Smoke em out
Hit stick
Brick crib
Blow it down
And if you didn’t know…
Now you do hope you get it
Call me big dawg
—Big bag
Brick house
Hit his whole bitch
WOW
THEY SAY TRICKS ARE FOR THE KIDS
Ain’t afraid to smoke a jit
Shooter young he can’t smoke yet
Turn your melon to an egg where the yolk at
Graduated as a failed youth
—Still got the paper no cap
I been shakin full plates
—Drippin EXCESS….
Over broke asses
Don’t
Call my phone
Til the smoke passes
[chorus]
—Bitch I be the...
[chant] cutta gutta so wet soak blocks with the work
Yada yada yada
—hit a city flip a re up
Yada yada yada
[chant] cutta wrote checks throwed shots flipped the birds
Yada yada yada
Sit pretty with a stick leant back both feet up
[chant] cutta broke records play checkers with the work
[Can’t save em ain’t god]
Click with me keep straps in the shadows won’t see us
[Cant] save em ain’t Jesus]
[chant] cutta so fly no feathers no tracks in the dirt
[Can’t save em ain’t god]
Drip plenty don’t let it go dry part seas trap god makin hoes see Jesus
[verse 2]
Tell em call it what you wanna
I’m smoke shit
Tote sticks
Smokin marijuana
Stay away from broke bitches
Said she got a man I hit her harder
Out a breath
Give her water
Out her dress
Pull it out
Put it in her
Heard they say I’m out a pocket
Im a I’m a drop a crumb to em from a chicken dinner
Thumb Thumbin hundreds one hand
Got her split , broke back how she BENT DOWN
Other thumb I stuck it in her
Slow it down
said it smoke
I pull around break it down
chump change I throw it out
Said she comin
spun her round
Hips hug it blow it out
[chorus]
—Bitch I be the...
[chant] cutta gutta so wet soak blocks with the work
Yada yada yada
—hit a city flip a re up
Yada yada yada
[chant] cutta wrote checks throwed shots flipped the birds
Yada yada yada
Sit pretty with a stick leant back both feet up
[chant] cutta broke records play checkers with the work
[Can’t save em ain’t god]
Click with me keep straps in the shadows won’t see us
[Cant] save em ain’t Jesus]
[chant] cutta so fly no feathers no tracks in the dirt
[Can’t save em ain’t god]
Drip plenty don’t let it go dry part seas trap god makin hoes see Jesus
