Lyrics

[Intro] Rich Slime Go get em Brr, brr, brr, brr [Verse] Bruh don't come and try me with some smoke (uh, uh) Push out make an opp choke Lil gang wit me uh- Lil gang wit me ready to crash out Bet I blast now Jump out, drop out wit that fucking stick, Lil gang havin' blicks Hit a lick and fired the fuckin' stick, and some hollow tips I got Lil gang wit me right now, ready to rip the school Better get off in this Off-White, spent too much on shoe Bitch, hella pape' comin' in, my b-roll havin' blues Jump out with a fuckin' automatic, nigga what is that? I can't beef with nun these niggas, niggas really rats Tried to run like Forrest Gump, put lasers on his back (Brr, brr, brr, brr) Can't jump out with the fuckin' stick 'cause we gon spin that shit Can't pop out with them fuckin' rats 'cause I might spin that shit Dior B22s, I'm really drippin' bitch Put a thoink inside the sky for all the opps wit' smoke Think I can't hit long range, when I'm really havin' scopes Me and lil' gang just hit a lick, now we totaled up Red tips hit your drip, fuck your clothes up Rush inside the trap, and take his bag, I got my loads up I couldn't bring lil bro wit' me, last time he frozed up Fuck around and had to bust a corner Fuckin' wit Lil LAZER Glizzy turned that boy into packs My Glizzy shoot out flavours Had the fuckin' thirty Clip, now it got legs attached Put a flashlight on my Glock, now I can see in black S5 wit me got Lil 7000 puttin' work for racks Think my sticks be havin' nitro, dawg don't never stop Think my glizzy havin' nitro, I just let It pop Take life wit' me gettin' guap Everyday fuck hoes get guap Fast gang just run up Glocks Too much ammo ain't no runnin' out