Army

Lyrics

[Intro] Mack, you're doing the worst Mom, Polack's making beats again [Chorus: Dcxshy] Yeah (Woah) Yeah (Woah) We have them sticks like the army (Blatt) I got this blick, nigga, how you gon' harm me? I mix the purp' and the green like Barney Damn, the bitch wanna ride me like Harley The money come first, so I'm never tardy Sold her some boot, yeah, it was parsley I'm gettin' good while these lil' niggas starving I don't wanna talk if we ain't talkin' 'bout bread She ain't talkin' 'bout shit, left the bitch on read And I got another ho giving that head We ain't in my crib, nigga, I'm in her bed Had to slide on the opps block just like a sled Run up stupid, you'll leave with no head Can't take no chance, keep one in the head Stop copyin' me, nigga, that shit is dead [Verse: Smokingskul] These niggas copy, niggas clones Shawty a bitch when she get the bone (Yeah) I stuff a three-five in the cone (Huh) .30 on me, get a nigga gone (We get him gone) I mix the lean with the Xan's (Yeah) .30 on me with a ceiling fan (Ceiling fan) I got the bricks, I got the [?] (Taah) Making the block through [?], killing them (Yeah) Make this shit disappear, like Screwface Slime you for a dollar, I'm two-faced (Two-faced) [?] nigga, what you do for a blue face (Huh) I'm servin' the grams out a boot case (Yeah) I'm off hella shit, off the stimulus I call up Cxshy, yeah, we militant And these niggas keep on sneak dissing, we ain't feeling it I'm in an orange coupe, but I'm peeling it (Yeah) [Chorus: Dcxshy] Yeah (Woah) Yeah (Woah) We have them sticks like the army (Blatt) I got this blick, nigga, how you gon' harm me? I mix the purp' and the green like Barney Damn, the bitch wanna ride me like Harley The money come first, so I'm never tardy Sold her some boot, yeah, it was parsley I'm gettin' good while these lil' niggas starving I don't wanna talk if we ain't talkin' 'bout bread She ain't talkin' 'bout shit, left the bitch on read And I got another ho giving that head We ain't in my crib, nigga, I'm in her bed Had to slide on the opps block just like a sled Run up stupid, you'll leave with no head Can't take no chance, keep one in the head Stop copyin' me, nigga, that shit is dead