Do what you gon' do, no Crayola, it get violent My shooters real steppers, tip-toeing, move in silence Chewing on his teeth, molly's eating up his body He move or even look wrong, Lil Thirty spot him, pop him Do what you gon' do, no Crayola, it get violent My shooters real steppers, tip-toeing, move in silence Chewing on his teeth, molly's eating up his body He move or even look wrong, Lil Thirty spot him, pop him Wait, I got him, I ain't sparing shit Nah we ain't bowling, I'ma strike out like a bitch Pistol toting and this Glock do got a kick Jaden Smith, Karate Kid, this bitch got kick No I don't gang bang but I do bang bang Turn your wifebeater suwoop, oops blood gang, yeah I ain't say a thing, catch an opp, leave a stain I'm with the YJB with what the gang he claim, yeah We don't know nothin', we don't show nothin', yeah Question marks all 'round the moves, see who the ho huntin' Jaintor, we love them brooms, come and sweep up somethin' Forgis on the yellow school bus, you see me comin' Ayy, he got to runnin', Forest Gump, I went to dump him Ayy, it must be Easter, ain't no eggs but I be huntin' Ain't talkin' rifles, coppin' semis and some Tommys Armed but fuck a vest, you need a helmet for ya skully Ayy I'm talkin' 'bout your Grapefruit, your cantaloupe (oh yeah, your head) Ayy, your hammer head, watermelon, not your toe (okay, he gone) Green light, all my niggas we on go (okay, we on) Like some paper, I swear I won't never fold, yeah.
She shape like uh cola, I was sleeping on the sofa, the life we live uh roller coaster, shit I got tragic when I got pulled over, my plug carry zips and drankin soda,
Ion gang bang but I do swang swang gon wish you didn’t try me You’ll be walking wit a sprain You know these girls gon try to talk Behind your back But be crying when you give em that Smack smack You know ion start fights I just end em They just haters They just shady They gon cry like lil babies And ion say a thang Only swang swang Knock you in the head With these knuckles Swans swang Mayne
