Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(Mello made it right)
[Verse 2]
Catch an opp and we gon' drop the ****
Got some killas, got some demons, got some shottas with us
Once you hit the top, these bitches wanna top a ****
And if I ever go back broke then I'ma rob a ****
You wanna gamble with your life, then roll the dice then
I bet I mack her with this glizzy with my right hand
If we ain't walkin' through the back then we won't go in
'Cause if it's problems, my little brother snuck the pole in
[Verse 3]
To a broke bitch I'm too rude (Too rude)
Came a long way from rocking' with that .22
Masked up, bounce out, they don't know who who
Fuckin' with them seconds, hollows hitting' you too
Bitch ****, big B's no suwhoop
**** claim they real, but they really foofoo
[Verse 4]
You can't catch me slippin', nah **** I'm too cool
Keep it a hunnid' with the chop, bitch **** I'm too true
RIP Tré, they took my **** too soon (Too soon)
RIP 2, they took my **** too soon (Too soon)
This dick ain't for free, nah bitch I fooled you (Huh)
Hop up out that Cutty, hop up in that new school
Pull off in tha Hellcat, big vroom vroom (Vroom vroom)
Brand new Glock, clip lookin' like two brooms (Two brooms)
All this ice, to a broke bitch I'm too cool
And if you fuckin' with them suckas, we ain't fuck with you too, ****
[Verse 5]
Catch an opp and we gon' drop the ****
Got some killas, got some demons, got some shottas with us
Once you hit the top, these bitches wanna top a ****
And if I ever go back broke then i'ma rob a ****
You wanna gamble with your life, then roll the dice then
I bet I mack her with this glizzy with my right hand
If we ain't walkin' through the back then we won't go in
'Cause if it's problems, my little brother snuck the pole in
[Verse 6]
SOB bitch! Even when I'm to the neck, 30 deep bitch
It's a lot of shit I want, I don't need shit
And they don't need to come up court, they all defense
You see it's sour, and we beefin', **** play dead
And them shooters gonna turn on you if they ain't fed
They comfortable with bein' broke 'cause they hate bread
And she gon' get it for an hour off these grape meds
[Verse 7]
Me and all my **** be on dumb shit
Worry about no fuck ****, or no dumb bitch
You don't know me bitch ****, fuck your assumptions
And it's us against the world, fuck who you run with
What's the point in buyin' all that ice if it's tucked in?
I could get it for the low, **** 'cause I'm plugged in
Bitch controllin' how you move, you **** be puppets
Can't complain about my life, 'cause this what it comes with, bitch!
[Verse 8]
Catch an opp and we gon' drop the ****
Got some killas, got some demons, got some shottas with us
Once you hit the top, these bitches wanna top a ****
And if I ever go back broke then i'ma rob a ****
You wanna gamble with your life, then roll the dice then
I bet I mack her with this glizzy with my right hand
If we ain't walkin' through the back then we won't go in
'Cause if it's problems, my little brother snuck the pole in
Written by: DaBoii, Marshmello, Slimmy B, Yhung T.O.
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