Hardest Ese Eva

Lyrics

[Intro] Got five screens in your '86 Rivi'? Wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy Do you flip Snow White quick, fast, in a jiffy? Wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy (Ayy) [Verse] I just splashed up with a chopstick I just whacked a nigga in the projects And I'm strapped up with a Kel-Tec (Ayy) You need fifty pounds, I can mail that (I can mail that) I sip drank, I don't sell that (No) Free my niggas, finna send them care pack (Yeah) Fuck the bitch now 'cause I don't got patience I done been to hell and I done shot Satan You ain't 'bout that murder, nigga, stop playin' (No) You ain't talkin' money, nigga, what you sayin'? (What you sayin'?) You can call me Mr. Bloody Shirt Stain (Bloody Shirt Stain) And I ball hard like I'm Kurt Angle Whole lot of ammunition when I'm on the road They call my phone when they need to restore (Ayy) I got indoor and I got cheap, though Chopper hold a hundred, I don't need to reload Straight up out the trenches, nigga, let's get it Neck full of water like a wet willy Nigga play me with me, he gon' be a victim I'ma clear the scene and leave no witness Any hood, I'm good every time I come around Don't make me splash up and come and run you down In the winter, I drip in Versace, lil' nigga Then I'm rockin' LV in the summertime In the trap house, it's just me and a smoker Give 'em a belt how he watching all my droga I was with your bitch, laws got behind me, so I had to put the crack up in her cola Hardest Ese Eva, nigga (Ayy) Your bitch thought I had my leg up in her Tote a K, bitch, I'll let you have it nigga In a Wraith, crawlin' like a caterpillar And Julo just splashed up in a drop top Every trap I got, it's a hotspot Junkies walkin' in, ain't no knock-knock I got chopsticks and I got Glocks I got FNs, don't get shot I know you heard about the drip god Spent a hundred racks on his wrist watch You play with the sauce and you get blammed up He got shot in his face when he ran up You told the laws when you got jammed up You not built like that, stop playing tough I trap all day and leave with a check In the trap tryna find the keys to the 'Vette I can't wait 'til they free the SP Mex And I'm balling, dripping, and I keep me a TEC Before the Migos, I was in the bando And my youngins steppin' just like a dancefloor With the chopper on me, bitch, I feel like Rambo Mob shit like we Sopranos I ain't trusting no bitch, these bitches not worth it Fuck the laws 'cause them bitches always do me dirty I'm ballin' too hard, nigga, throw me a jersey You get shot in your head if you try to approach me (Ayy) I just splashed up and made a fast ten (It's Peso) Do a drive-by in a black Benz And I just broke on a Mexican And a white bitch and her black friend (Bitch) Everywhere I go, I get it in (I get it in) I'm tryna make a hundred thousand times ten (Ayy) In a black Chevelle with my man Miguel My enemies don't even get a chance to yell (No) [Outro] Got five screens in your '86 Rivi'? Wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy Do you flip Snow White quick, fast, in a jiffy? Wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy When you buy new tennies, do you spend one fifty? Wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy Do you smoke Swisher Sweets, or do you smoke Phillies? Wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy