Open Bows

Lyrics

[Intro] Boy you a fool for this [Verse 1: ShredGang Mone] Daily routine grab a pack o woods Head to the hood so I can slap some bud Smell it down the block when it's wrapped up Traffic backed up on Straff my wood is strapped up Fuck doing a song, rather sell a piece Niggas say they got a couple hundred bitch my verse is G's Load it up with the 448's for the 33 Pull the mags down if you play around with my currency Put the Glock down and start opening dough Used to hug the block till it open to close Put words on the pad now I open shows Fuck if I don't do the shows bitch I open bows Tryna get rich off of a bitch who wanna slap a hoe Tryna step a foot in that pussy you gon' crack a four I've been told needed Glocks before I wrote a song Yell the nigga with the big Glock what they know me for, we straight [Chorus: ShredGang Mone] I used to hold a Glock just to make the dough Start doing the songs just to make a toast Fuck opening shows bitch I open doors Plug blowing up a nigga phone say he got the load Fuck open the shows bitch I open bows Fuck open the shows bitch I open bows Fuck open the shows bitch I open bows [Verse 2: BandGang Masso] G-L-O-C-K bitch it's a Glock Man's in the email waiting still on the block Was in the spot give a fuck if it's hot, I need guac Cheese, cheddar, chicken or whatever you call it I need a lot nigga Fuck doing the feed I'm tryna buy a kilo Nigga want miles on this shit I need three G's I was just in they crib blowing out some B's Whole house bumping shit is like a pot of collard greens Fuck going on tour I'm thinking bout that chopper Head trigger right next to the Porsche head to the doctor You acting ass niggas might win a fucking Oscar These 448's come get a bag or get that job mopping I do bitches stone cold, Steve Austin Bitch I be getting so bold sleepwalking Hoe you ain't bust not one day, keep walking Plus I can get you gone today just keep talking, money to… [Chorus: ShredGang Mone] I used to hold a Glock just to make the dough Start doing the songs just to make a toast Fuck opening shows bitch I open doors Plug blowing up a nigga phone say he got the load Fuck open the shows bitch I open bows Fuck open the shows bitch I open bows Fuck open the shows bitch I open bows Plug blowing up a nigga phone say he got the load [Verse 3: BandGang Paid Will] I'm addicted to hustling, really addicted to money Feds came do the sweep and a couple niggas would smoke me When I was just down bad the bitches were saying fuck me Now they see me with this money they calling and trying to fuck me These boys they know what's up, you can't pay a nigga to touch me I'm trapping 24/7 I'm feeling just like a junkie Only moving for money, fuck whoever judge me Pour away all my problems aye pap send money Very quick I touch Cali, nigga you can't tell the difference You ain't never seen a nigga pout a 20 out the ceiling All these honeys on me nigga you ain't even know they feeling Came a long ass way from all these drug dealing, bitch [Chorus: ShredGang Mone] Start doing the songs just to make a toast Fuck opening shows bitch I open bows Plug blowing up a nigga phone say he got the load Fuck open the shows bitch I open bows Fuck open the shows bitch I open bows Fuck open the shows bitch I open bows Plug blowing up a nigga phone say he got the load