Yeah, yeah, I was taught to close my lips so I don't say shit
If buddy ass work for the pigs, then turn his ass to bacon
And I heard yo homie snitched , he gave five statements
Kobie trapped at granny crib, looked like a gas station
Non rapping ass, ol faggot ass
If Police try and get behind me, tuck that pole and do the f*cking dash
He soft as hell and he a bitch, just like his dad
Pussy boy, this a ghost gun
Why you got yo name on all them straps
If she said it, then I hit already
Chopper gotta studded to it, like Ed, Edd, and Eddy
Keep the glizzy in the oven, this bitch hot and ready
Fell in love with shorty Wap, like my name was Fetty
Yeah, yeah, bitch, my brothers do the most
Put some bread on top his head, I turned that boy into some toast
His ass got smoked for the low
Done did some shit nobody know
Pops go crazy with the Glock, he'll f*ck around and kill a ghost
My brother Blood and Jonny Folks
Them shells hit his throat
Brody trynah score on something, like a give and go
Heard my homie trynah do me dirty, someone close that door
They ain't never took no chain, all they took was notes
Yeah, yeah, said why the opps, broke
Shorty wanna f*ck the goat, I told her get a dose
Lay back and pop a Perky, she gon' do some coke
And I ain't worried bout them niggas cause them niggas hoes
I was taught to close my lips , so I don't say shit
If buddy ass work for the pigs , than turn his ass to bacon
And I heard yo homie snitched he gave five statements
Kobie trapped at granny crib , looked like a gas station
I was taught to close my lips, so I don't say shit
If buddy ass work for the pigs , than turn his ass to bacon
And I heard yo homie snitched, he gave five statements
Kobie trapped at granny crib, looked like a gas station