Shorty (No Radio)

Lyrics

[Chorus: Ballout] Shorty probably leave me if I got locked up Shorty probably leave me right now if I got shot up Shorty only fuck with me because my guap up Shorty only fuck with me because my pockets stuffed Shorty only know me 'cause she know I pop at ya Nigga told me he sippin' lean, he sippin' Roberto's Nigga I'm sippin' Wochhardt while I'm rollin' up And none of you bitches wanna fuck with me when I was down on that bottom bond [Verse 1: Ballout] I ain't from the east side, boy, nigga, don't get cramped It's everybody for their selves, you heard, nigga, don't get stomped When I mixed the red and Wock, again I'm sippin' swamp I advice not to sip what's in my cup 'cause you'll get drunk Ain't no breakin' enter, I shoot you with the pump I'ma ball, I'll stunt, I'ma do what I want Black SUVs back to back, I move how I want I told foenem to get in the moves in the Front If foenem sent on the opps, already know the results So much ice on my body, can't even get a heat stroke These hoes ain't loyal, these hoes gettin' deep throats Ain't been in the trap 5 minutes and I'm already checkin' the peephole I'm really bussin', I just popped 2 pics I been workin' and grindin', I ain't slept in 2 weeks Mansion gated with pool, I just had 2 freaks I just rolled a QP of Gross with a box of Loose Leafs [Chorus: Ballout & T-Slick] Shorty probably leave me if I got locked up Shorty probably leave me right now if I got shot up Shorty only fuck with me because my guap up Shorty only fuck with me because my pockets stuffed Shorty only know me 'cause she know I pop at ya Nigga told me he sippin' lean, he sippin' Roberto's Nigga I'm sippin' Wochhardt while I'm rollin' up (Ayy ayy ayy) And none of you bitches wanna fuck with me when I was down on that bottom bond (Ayy, dududuh, ayy, boy) [Verse 2: T-Slick] Shorty didn't wanna fuck with me when I got locked up Now these bitches all over me, they see me guaped up Blue cheese, make freeze, when they see these Amiri stuff Bad bitches dancin' all over me, goddamn, she thick as fuck I think they hearin' stuff, yeah, I need to clear it up That nigga play crazy so his homies picked him up I'm that nigga that you ain't wanna see, you niggas ain't did enough Call Ball, said it's crunch time, he said "Let's run it up" I'm about to be rich as fuck, I really don't give a fuck Takin' trips with your bad bitch, they know how to eat it up Matter of fact, they suckin' dry, silly bitch, don't blow my high And for all my niggas that's on that bottom bond, it's still free the guys I was up close, I seen him die I know real killers that's from the trenches that make niggas momma cry, turn his life to a homicide Yeah, this duce with this duce, man, this four got me lazy I don't really like the high, I just like how it taste [Chorus: Ballout] Shorty probably leave me if I got locked up Shorty probably leave me right now if I got shot up Shorty only fuck with me because my guap up Shorty only fuck with me because my pockets stuffed Shorty only know me 'cause she know I pop at ya Nigga told me he sippin' lean, he sippin' Roberto's Nigga I'm sippin' Wochhardt while I'm rollin' up And none of you bitches wanna fuck with me when I was down on that bottom bond