Look out

Lyrics
Look out They got big dope in they back house We gon run in Tell them boys to lay down come in gunnin Ain't shit funny ima boss I got a runner My grease it cost a grip ain't shit bummy And my bitch she got fake tits playboy bunny And I fuck that pretty pussy till we cummin She cross me ima leave that Lil bitch lonely She lucky I ain't feed her to the homies Pulling all your cash out Leave a sucka assed out Brody shouldn't of ran his mouth Hit they block and packed em out Tied em up to pat em down Scar it hold a 100 rounds Shocked huh That we ran up on your block huh Your bitch cuz Gave me top and then the drop on you Cold world You can't have no heart cuz 40 pack them darts For the fedi leave em slumped bruh Gotta sort out all the loot Spend in boutiques with the troops Young got dior on his shoes Bitch my shine is over due Shifty hoes wanna see you dead Set you up to get ya bread Steal from me you loose a leg Pay my young to get ya head Look out They got big dope in they back house We gon run in Tell them boys to lay down come in gunnin Ain't shit funny ima boss I got a runner My grease it cost a grip ain't shit bummy And my bitch she got fake tits playboy bunny And I fuck that pretty pussy till we cummin She cross me ima leave that Lil bitch lonely She lucky I ain't feed her to the homies Chop up the work like some budda Bitch ima feed all my bruddas You little whores some dependents My little patna will still your pendant My little Patna will rob you wit no mask Toe tag Raw dope Great smoke Choke choke Black 45 what I tote When I say they go Always on my note Bitch I been a goat Whiskey down the hatch My dick go down her throat Dig on a bitch Beat up her man I need the bread I am like mace Preach to the youth We gotta win Tatt on my neck Tatt on my hand I get the bands Powder her nose She in a Benz She don't need friends Look out They got big dope in they back house We gon run in Tell them boys to lay down come in gunnin Ain't shit funny ima boss I got a runner My grease it cost a grip ain't shit bummy And my bitch she got fake tits playboy bunny And I fuck that pretty pussy till we cummin She cross me ima leave that Lil bitch lonely She lucky I ain't feed her to the homies
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Credits
- Writers
- Wes Blanco