Do a dance

Andrew Ration

Smoking that musty
Five hunnid for the zip bitch
Bitch go get me some Backwoods, some Sprite
Ayy
Riding wit a K and the Glock on my hip
Smoking on that cake 450 for the zip
Bitch give me throat and she swallow my kids
Niggas going broke kuz they popping they shit
Pull up wit that chop make the opps do a dance
Posted in the trap wit a pocket full of bands
Youngins on yo block tryna knock down yo mans
Back to the bread when my brodie out the jam
Riding wit a K and the Glock on my hip
Smoking on that cake 450 for the zip
Bitch give me throat and she swallow my kids
Niggas going broke kuz they popping they shit
Pull up wit that chop make the opps do a dance
Posted in the trap wit a pocket full of bands
Youngins on yo block tryna knock down yo mans
Back to the bread when my brodie out the jam
Bitch hella thick I'm tryna hit it from the back
I be in the stu tryna make it out the trap
Posted in the whip wit a bitch from the Raq
Plotting ona lick just smoking on sum thrax
Riding in the city getting top in a spaceship
I be getting money and my bitch on the same shit
Pull up to they block (and then what?)
And we spray shit
Right at yo top tryna give yo ass a facelift
Riding wit yo bitch and a pound of that weed
Serving all these feins got my gas on E
Call me MJ I got a Glock 23
Shoot up yo crib then we go on high speeds
Riding wit extended clips, switch on the gleek
Sum like a dealership how we got em' keys
In the club wit a blick, pocket full of green
Pulled off wit a bitch, took her to the suite
Yo lady love the drip, Chrome Hearts on my sleeve
Riding wit a stick boutta' sell a quarter key
You tripping ona bitch that was made for the streets
I just took her to the crib and I put her on her knees
Running up a check I been serving all week
I ain't pushing P I been serving all feins
I ain't get no sleep trap phone always ring
Catch me in the streets yeah I got what you need
Running up a check I been serving all week
I ain't pushing P I been serving all feins
I ain't get no sleep trap phone always ring
Catch me in the streets yeah I got what you need
Riding wit a K and the Glock on my hip
Smoking on that cake 450 for the zip
Bitch give me throat and she swallow my kids
Niggas going broke kuz they popping they shit
Pull up wit that chop make the opps do a dance
Posted in the trap wit a pocket full of bands
Youngins on yo block tryna knock down yo mans
Back to the bread when my brodie out the jam

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