Lyrics

Walk 'em down up in this bitch
Me and Smokie, shootin' shit
We uh make you drop your lip
Leave your mama with a lisp
Pop 'em, drop 'em
Boy, we don't play that shit
Fuck that bitch, Smokie hit
Best believe he's finna dip
Sl-sl-slangin' crack, ran up on that bitch
Hit that bitch, from the back
Turned her into a pack, w-w-we be slangin' crack
Pop the bitch from the back, she my prettiest opp
Best believe she gon' smack
Pop her ass, YJ Boyz
We ain't never gave no fuck
Fuck your bitch, put her off a jig
Fuck that hoe, roll her ass off a cig
New school G's, me and Steppa rolling
We ain't ever folding, roll up fooly
Bitch, he smoking
Po' and, bitch we Fuckin' Smokin'
S-smoking on this loud pack
This shit got me feeling wack
Hit his bitch from the back, pulled her hair, slapped her ass
F-f-fooly rolling in his grave, rest up King David
Pull up on Windstreet, you gone leave holdin' neck meat
Pull up to the car meet, see a opp
They gone beat they feet
Catch a jhit in the streets, walking down the street
Popped his ass, he was tryna put in his key
We was sipping lean, off them bean's
Tryna get cleaned
Saw a cop, but we was first on the scene
Dom CloutBoy On the mix
Walk 'em down up in this bitch
Me and Smokie, shootin' shit
We uh make you drop your lip
Leave your mama with a lisp
Pop 'em, drop 'em
Boy, we don't play that shit
Fuck that bitch, Smokie hit
Best believe he's finna dip
Sl-sl-slangin' crack, ran up on that bitch
Hit that bitch, from the back
Turned her into a pack, w-w-we be slangin' crack
Written by: Dominic B
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