[A Boogie Wit da Hoodie] She tryna link up then eat up the line guys
Hit you up from a blindside, yeah Bitches be sneaky, pull up with the Glock out ´Cause a nigga might pop out My neck and my wrist, it´s a million wide side Got ´em lookin´ so cockeyed Fuck it ´cause niggas don´t ever be outside And we never ain´t outside
[Trap Manny] I´m finna shoot better watch out I got the chopper from Moscow Pull up we shootin´ your house down Try me this shit can get hostile I just got a new Rollie, it´s iced out All this water on my neck, I might drown Set a trap and hope the feds don´t find out Nigga try me, send his ass to iCloud
[Don Q] I had a bell and the stick on me (Stick on me) Screamin´ fuck you and your big homie (Fuck) I went to court with the CIG on me (CIG on me) Bad bitches, nothin´ but some tens on me Wet up your block, when you leave me a show And I hope you get hit it like ten homies I got a whole I family, they depend on me I was at ten, couple tens on me Used to be down and I was so broke And I ran this shit up, used to sleep in the bando They pass me the rock ´cause they know I got handle Young niggas rich as a bitch with no manners Look here, lil´ bitch, you just look what you started Pull up and shut down your party
And we like three of the hardest Trap Manny with me, we went, got the Artist I was fifteen when I got my first carbon Shot my first nigga and that´s when it started We sippin´ lean when we walk in the buildings Pour up the drink and no fuckin´ Bacardi I´m in the Maybach, I´m closin´ the curtains I used to stand on the block, used to serve I gave her forty racks inside a Birkin I can´t talk to the bitch if she ain´t perfect
[A Boogie Wit da Hoodie] She tryna link up then eat up the line guys Hit you up from a blindside, yeah Bitches be sneaky, pull up with the Glock out ´Cause a nigga might pop out My neck and my wrist, it´s a million wide side Got ´em lookin´ so cockeyed
Fuck it ´cause niggas don´t ever be outside And we never ain´t outside
[Trap Manny] I´m finna shoot better watch out I got the chopper from Moscow Pull up we shootin´ your house down Try me this shit can get hostile I just got a new Rollie, it´s iced out All this water on my neck, I might drown Set a trap and hope the feds don´t find out Nigga try me, send his ass to iCloud
[Lil Duke] Yeah Stupid bitch tryna hit me up in line guys But I´m watchin´ my blindside I´m ridin´ the Maybach, the body is wide size
And I´m sippin´ while I drive I´m in the penthouse, it sit on a high rise Shit, I barely get Wi-Fi Bring the Perc´ 10´s and I´m tryna get high-high Shit, my life is like Syfy Boogie got his hoodie on like the grim reaper And we ain´t got no friends neither In your city in the sprinter, yeah, it´s a ten seater Nigga we could´ve been deeper But when I bring out the goons, they wanna end people Yeah, you know them boys been eatin´ When they get in that mood, you better start tuckin´ your jewels It get hard to defend people
[A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
She tryna link up then eat up the line guys Hit you up from a blindside, yeah Bitches be sneaky, pull up with the Glock out ´Cause a nigga might pop out My neck and my wrist, it´s a million wide side Got ´em lookin´ so cockeyed Fuck it ´cause niggas don´t ever be outside And we never ain´t outside
[Trap Manny] I´m finna shoot better watch out I got the chopper from Moscow Pull up we shootin´ your house down Try me this shit can get hostile I just got a new Rollie, it´s iced out All this water on my neck, I might drown Set a trap and hope the feds don´t find out Nigga try me, send his ass to iCloud