Acrophobia

Lyrics

[Intro] Wheezy outta here [Chorus] Acrophobia (Acrophobia) Up through there (Up through there) Up top (Up top) Got that Glock (Got that pole) I'm in the [?] with a lil' xanny, I was knocked (Sleep) I'm hard-hittin' about this money shit, that guap (That guap, ooh) A shady [?] had pulled through the block (Hey, hey, they cop, yeah) You be in everybody business, you a cop (You twelve) My nigga call in, get a OK 'fore they pop (It's okay, yeah) I don't know your bitch, I tripped that bitch out a hell lot (Ay, let's go) [Verse 1] I run around this bitch, I got the stick in a headlock (Stick) Lean wit' it, rock wit' it, like you smoke crack rock U-turnin' the G-Wagon in the middle of LA, bruh (G-grr) Bitch say "God, you fine," I say "We could do that but let's not" (Let's go) Nigga, really ain't tryna fuck you, tryna see what your hustle 'bout (What you do) Nigga, ain't no act of mafia, nigga, we stuck like Jamaican locs I [?] back in my hood, it was six o'clock (Six) Got a Glock with extendo, a beam and it's flared like yeah, it's a special, yeah I would probably take a [?] stone cold killer, them niggas really need the chop (Ahh) I pour my syrup when dirtying the water and put dope in the air (Yeah) I know you niggas nervous 'cause they know they ain't play fair Niggas ain't gotta play fair, they could get caught anyway (Oh, right now) I'm tellin' you, we gon' go all [?] [Chorus] Acrophobia (Acrophobia) Up through there (Up through there) Up top (Up top) Got that Glock (Got that pole) I'm in the [?] with a lil' xanny, I was knocked (Sleep) I'm hard-hittin' about this money shit, that guap (That guap, ooh) A shady [?] had pulled through the block (Hey, hey, they cop, yeah) You be in everybody business, you a cop (You twelve) My nigga call in, get a OK 'fore they pop (It's okay, yeah) I don't know your bitch, I tripped that bitch out a hell lot (Ay, let's go) [Verse 2] [?], no fumblin' (Yeah, no fumble) I can't complain, the track did numbers (Yeah, did numbers) You caught on the South Side, they takin' the trouble (You goin' to grave) My hood don't give a fuck 'bout nobody, that's on my momma (That's on my momma) He stayed the fuck down, he got him another comma (Let's go) He keepin' it [?] (Let's go) He ready for drama, he already put it inside the equation The way they be [?], look, the drip, that shit amazin' (Crazy) They turn around and act like they created (A fool) Feelin' like Boosie on this dope, it got me faded (Fucked up) Where the fuck you goin with my paint? Nigga handle him My fit, nigga, fly rich nigga, and fuck that nigga [?] (Ahh) [?] cost more than deletin' that nigga (Chi) [Chorus] Acrophobia (Acrophobia) Up through there (Up through there) Up top (Up top) Got that Glock (Got that pole) I'm in the [?] with a lil' xanny, I was knocked (Sleep) I'm hard-hittin' about this money shit, that guap (That guap, ooh) A shady [?] had pulled through the block (Hey, hey, they cop, yeah) You be in everybody business, you a cop (You twelve) My nigga call in, get a OK 'fore they pop (It's okay, yeah) I don't know your bitch, I tripped that bitch out a hell lot (Ay, let's go)