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(Fatman, you did this?)
Bitch, what up? (Yeah)
Ayy, bitch what up? (Yeah)
Ayy, bitch what up? (Yeah)
(They got Wooski on the mix)
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, bitch, what up? (What up?)
They say they on they block, it's time to slide, fuck 'em up (Ayy)
Ayy, lil' bro walking up, masked up, suited up (Suited up)
Ayy, catch 'em by the store, up the pole, shoot it up (Shoot it up)
Ayy, switch up on a Glock, make him hot, double dutch (Ayy)
Bitch, what up? (Yeah)
Ayy, bitch what up? (Yeah)
Ayy, bitch what up? (Yeah)
(They got Wooski on the mix)
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, bitch, what up? (What up?)
They say they on they block, it's time to slide, fuck 'em up (Ayy)
Ayy, lil' bro walking up, masked up, suited up (Suited up)
Ayy, catch 'em by the store, up the pole, shoot it up (Shoot it up)
Ayy, switch up on a Glock, make him hot, double dutch (Ayy)
Ayy, lil' bro over cold, he got two poles, doubled up
Ayy, glizzy that's my dog, he'll catch you, bite you up
Ayy, treat the opps like blunts, hit a cut, light 'em up
Don't hype him up 'cause he'll die
Have your whole block cry, his balloons in the sky
Now the opps want me dead (Yeah), so I tell 'em, "Come try"
But I slide first, all they hear is
"Fah, fah, fah," that's that nick', nigga
Ayy, that's how I'm coming bitch
Like a track star, I'm on my block really runnin' shit
I do this shit in real life, boy this shit is not a skit
Ayy, glizzy that's my dog, he'll catch you, bite you up
Ayy, treat the opps like blunts, hit a cut, light 'em up
Don't hype him up 'cause he'll die
Have your whole block cry, his balloons in the sky
Now the opps want me dead (Yeah), so I tell 'em, "Come try"
But I slide first, all they hear is
"Fah, fah, fah," that's that nick', nigga
Ayy, that's how I'm coming bitch
Like a track star, I'm on my block really runnin' shit
I do this shit in real life, boy this shit is not a skit
'Member putting tape up on the mag just to make it fit
I remember sliding every day, I wasn't at the park (Uh-huh)
I ain't have a lighter, but I really had to make a spark (Uh-huh)
Keep that iron on me like my real name was Tony Stark (Yeah, yeah)
All you see is spark spark spark, I'm tryna leave a mark, nigga
Ayy, bitch, what up? (What up?)
They say they on they block, it's time to slide, fuck 'em up (Ayy)
Ayy, lil' bro walking up, masked up, suited up (Uh-huh)
Ayy, catch 'em by the store, up the pole, shoot it up (Yeah)
I remember sliding every day, I wasn't at the park (Uh-huh)
I ain't have a lighter, but I really had to make a spark (Uh-huh)
Keep that iron on me like my real name was Tony Stark (Yeah, yeah)
All you see is spark spark spark, I'm tryna leave a mark, nigga
Ayy, bitch, what up? (What up?)
They say they on they block, it's time to slide, fuck 'em up (Ayy)
Ayy, lil' bro walking up, masked up, suited up (Uh-huh)
Ayy, catch 'em by the store, up the pole, shoot it up (Yeah)
Ayy, switch up on a Glock, make him hot, double dutch (Yeah)
Ayy, lil' bro over cold, he got two poles, doubled up (Uh-huh)
Ayy, glizzy that's my dog, he'll catch you, bite you up (Yeah)
Ayy, treat the opps like blunts, hit a cut, light 'em up
(Fatman, you did this?)
Ayy, lil' bro over cold, he got two poles, doubled up (Uh-huh)
Ayy, glizzy that's my dog, he'll catch you, bite you up (Yeah)
Ayy, treat the opps like blunts, hit a cut, light 'em up
(Fatman, you did this?)
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