Where U Going

Bro in my ear put the 40 so loud that I can't even hear what he sayin

Whenever I spin they be runnin

What the fuck do they think that we racing?

Tryna bend no I don't got no patience

She make it clap cause she thinkin we famous

Tory, Stacks, Lotto I'm facing

All them dead **** left on the pavement

Bro don't even chase him

He got low but I think that it grazed him

Dot Trips should've tied up his laces

My gun killing **** it's racist

Put the led to his mouth like some braces

Put him on FOX since he wanna be famous

He got hit he need some medication

On that drill it was pre-meditation

Beat it up, she call me her favorite

Speed it up I just hope she don't break it

Bottles and bitches we faded

In the hood but we move like we made it

Like, opp thot catch a face lift

Tried to push up on me left him brainless

I ain't toting .380's thats basic

All we know is to get it and take it

Like shots took that boy off his pivit

Drop the lo think I get in that feelin

Its time to go bend is you wit it

Had my mask on they don't know who did it

Like, they in they P's makin thriller's

We on they block we tryna get with em

All black masked up like a villian

Only threw 3 I'm hoping that it hit em

Bro in my ear put the 40 so loud that I can't even hear what he sayin

Whenever I spin they be runnin

What the fuck do they think that we racing?

Tryna bend no I don't got no patience

She make it clap cause she thinkin we famous

Tory, Stacks, Lotto I'm facing

All them dead **** left on the -