No Fly Zone

Lyrics

[Intro] You know what the fuck going on man I'm on gangway posted up with the sticks nigga Yeah, you know how the fuck I'm rocking man (Dolan Imma keep this one) Yeah Sito, Sito, Sito [Verse 1] Pour a deuce in the drank now it's corrupted Yeah, .357 you know I can't tuck it All my niggas hop out bussing Quickdraw got his pussy ass ducking Pop a nigga now it's end of discussion My bitch strapped up, she ain't going for nothing No fly zone man I feel like Slim Dunkin If he acting crazy, know that I'm upping Face shots we ain't doing no fussing All my niggas trained to go, they be bussing I got a plug he a Muslim Pints in, I get this shit by the dozen I'm cutthroat man I just robbed my cousin Alotta foreign bitches but I can't love em That 40. on me I ain't tussling I hop out popping niggas, yeah I did it for nothing I'm fronting that pack all the time, you know I be hustling Sipping that fake drink yeah I gave his ass 'tussin [Bridge] Yeah man you know how the fuck we rock nigga Welcome to Clayton County Gangway shit Aka Jurassic Park [Verse 2] I'm fucking your bitch she corrupted I stay with that Uzi on me, yeah you know I be bussing A nigga not real right then you know we gon dub him I didn't have shit so you know I came up from nothing Got some shooters, they from Dublin Dirty stick on me, yeah you know this stick is corrupted I'm fuckin' yo' main bitch then I pass her to my cousin You ain't got a body, why you niggas talkin' 'bout nothing How you got a body but you a bitch I still got a firearm in the trench No white flags, if you wanna go to war it's lit I really be sending them hits Shoot a nigga in his shit Shoot a nigga with that stick FN on me and that shit don't got no kick Shoot a nigga in front of his bitch I was 12 years old when I hit my first lick Riding around popping niggas on the back strip Back then we was banging on that hat shit Fast forward to the day we on that trap shit Hit him with the stick, he just did a backflip Yeah, shit get cold like Minnesota I ride with that FN I don't need a holster I'm rich slime so you know that I need a chauffeur I'm real mob tied, know it's Cosa Nostra I been laying on the Perc, I feel like a vulture That Draco on me shoulder-strap on my shoulder I paint your shit up, now his ass finna turn yo ass over I'm in a SR I'm finna upgrade my motor I'm in the projects where I grew up, a nigga got older Military stick on me, man you know I'm a soldier I got too lit, I just poured the Wock' in the soda I'm smoking that opp pack, yeah I'm smoking that doja I shot his ass thirty times, man you know that shit over I slimed a nigga yeah it's over That nigga got whacked tryna reach, I slumped his ass over I got a lil spanish plug and he be moving like Sosa That face shot killed a nigga now his ass on a poster I'm foreign whipping but I just did a drill in a packed corolla That bankroll on me, thick as fuck like a folder Yeah, I been serving like my father I been smoking like a Rasta I got alotta Dracos, they in my casa Just like Mad Max all my shooters pop shit like shottas And my choppa spitting hot lava Yall pussy niggas know that yall dont want problems That bitch bad as fuck but she go 'round like some karma That bitch out here thottin', got that shit from her momma