Please Dont

Lyrics

[Chorus] Grr, yeah I'm in the stu' and I'm cooking Them young nigga having them 30's and 50's on Glocks, so nigga why the fuck you keep looking? That Instagram beef that yall niggas keep doing 'bout video visit could get yo' ass tooken I'm fully loaded, the Glock fully loaded, we pull up on you then yo' ass get to bookin' Please don't try me like no rookie (Nah) Cause them young niggas pull up with AR-15 and then bussin' at you where they should be Huh, and we beat yo' ass and we took all your fye, why the fuck you keep act' like a bully? And ask this 4 corner bought yo' ass a stuzzy Feel like Charlie Joyner, nigga, with that 'err Can't come to the trap no more, y'all niggas pussy [Verse] Huh, I only walk through the front door cause y'all niggas backdoor Mе and lil' Kai in the studio with some bad bitches, wе might fuck your hoe 10k just to dunk on my opps just call me Tony Shhnow GF til' I die, my capolow name french, I'll still pop a nigga that play with lo' Put a green beam on a fuck nigga they call his ass Piccolo Bitch mad at me cause I wanna fuck different hoes Got out of school used to trap right at Miller Grove Who the fuck told you them nigga ass throwed? I got locked up, these niggas couldn't even stick to the code Catch him at a light, we hop out, they get froze Young nigga get right, call me Baby Whoa Fuck the dead opps, I wan' kill all my foes I up the choppa and I let that bitch go Go, woah, woah, woah, woah, aye He talm' 'bout some, "Woah" Talk to the jakes, we gon' break his' damn nose Popped out with that Glock and put one in the nose I'm DGTO, I move like that fosho I promise you, babe, I'm gon' die bout my bro Don't pull up on us and try put on no show I don't abide by the law, don't give no fuck bout no joe You keep talkin' bout you buff, so go kick a damn door We take niggas off and make niggas lose hope I ain't laughing, fuck nigga, this shit ain't no joke I ain't lacking, fuck nigga, you know I'm gon' tote It's a switch on the Glock, man, it's murder she wrote Pull up with that icky and get yo' ass soaked My drip super sticky, bitch, look at my coat Hell yeah, this the mob, you know I'm gon go We gon' go I told Kev', "Grab the DB and go" He ducking his head, we gon' shoot at his 'fro Three bad bitches, we fuckin them back of the show Twenty-five hunnid' in my fucking pocket, we spendin' that shit at the sto' Walk down with the pocket rocket, promise I'll go' fucking pop it Tell that fuck nigga, "Move slow" Double down up in my pocket, nigga, stop that talkin' Them boys call me young pablo Huh, he play with the gang, face gone Fifteen thousand on me and it got ring tone Monkey nuts on the drac', they call this bitch King Kong Bitch, you stay in your place, we pass you like Ping Pong He rattin on the gang, we shot that boy knee gone, fuck Huh, scared that boy screamin', "Woah", 20 ball on his head, now he got no toe Man, I want his ass gone, lil' ahh boy, needa' watch yo' tone [Chorus] Grr, yeah I'm in the stu' and I'm cooking Them young nigga having them 30's and 50's on Glocks, so nigga why the fuck you keep looking? That Instagram beef that yall niggas keep doing 'bout video visit could get yo' ass tooken I'm fully loaded, this Glock fully loaded, we pull up on you then yo' ass get to bookin' Please don't try me like no rookie (Nah) Cause them young niggas pull up with AR-15 and then bussin' at you where they should be Huh, and we beat yo' ass and we took all your fye, why the fuck you keep act' like a bully? And ask this 4 corner bought yo' ass a stuzzy Feel like Charlie Joyner, nigga, with that 'err Can't come to the trap no more, y'all niggas pussy [Outro] Hmm, Baby Life Spaz, nigga, you can't play with this baby life shit I'm a Vampire, nigga, you might die this Glock, it bitin' him right in his shit My other bitch mad cause that hoe ride my dick And just like he Tony Hawk, he gon' get flipped And just like it's basketball, dunk all these this clips And I got to Mardi Gras Brazilian bit' Took that boy drip he wan' throw a fit I ain't wanna take that boy off, but I kinda' did Jump out that car put them sticks on him, nigga, how we slid' I'm on the brick with a fuckin' 50 on me, nigga, you ain't finna take shit (Nun')