[42 Dugg & Blac Youngsta] Me and my brother, he in that cat I´m in that demon
A bitch a piece with us, he going to Saks, I´m going to Nieman´s I might swerve, I might swerve, I might swerve Now that´s all bad, smackin´ bitches, whackin´ niggas doggy I´m on all that, if you ain´t fuckn´ every nigga with me, bitch, then fall back I won´t hesitate to shoot my opps because they caused that Only reason yo´ nigga still alive because I paused that They ain´t found out who killed my little brother because I solved that We already solved that, put a pussy in the closet Bullets fly somebody, mammy gon´ die ´cause we on all that
[42 Dugg & Blac Youngsta]
Bro came in here looking for the weed, I need that dog back Every time my youngins sell a bean, he buyin´ all straps I grew up in all black, I know how to get it going Bro don´t need no pape´ to buy no Drac, know I´ll Get it for him If I wasn´t no fuckin´ millionaire, then I´d steal it for him Killer season, that´s my brother, we cut throat, we city born They don´t know you in your city, you didn´t get your city goin´ Don´t be calling me ‘bout who got shot ‘cause I didn´t get it done Told my niggas, he ain´t gotta kill nobody ‘cause I´m gonna kill him for him
[42 Dugg & Blac Youngsta] I remember late nights, tryna get my pape´ right And everybody turned on me Bro died for 8 pints, three pounds of fake ice Fuck rats, we hate mice but, but still love Cashin´ out and passin´ out I pay for bitches asses now (Yeah, yeah) Them titties right, you feel me right You got the torch come pass it down (Yeah, yeah), I´m taxing now I used to want the six and that was after bar our sticks elite I strip the bitch to tip her, send the pics to skeet These bitches freak Me and the gang gon´ take them bitches phone before we go to sleep
Bitches pull up to my house with thongs on ´cause they know I´m freaky Multi-millionaire I throw that B in the air like Cardi B You know if you ain´t bother me ‘bout no money then you ain´t bothering me You gon´ have to blame my momma ´cause she the one who started me (Momma) I face shot my opps on spot, I do not take no tolery That mean I don´t tolerate no sucka shit from no pussy nigga That mean I might shoot you in yo´ face ´cause you a pussy nigga Hot boy, young nigga he so ready, he been pistol toting all his life and he so deadly It´s gon´ be a murder robbery if he get threatened
And my homeboys apart of me they like my weapons
[ Blac Youngsta] Gang gang, gang gang gang, he so ready Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hot boy He so ready its gone be a murder robbery if he get threatened Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah