gtfo OG

Fucks up

Yall done fucked up

yall got me fucked up

Pistol cocked

50. cal shots

gon make the block drop

you curb stomped

kiss that curb bitch

you da curb's bitch

burbs bitch

I ain't hurt bitch

you weak you her bitch

stomp out a snitch in my air force ones

Bitches wanna be my friend like I pulled out gun

And I'm always fucking flexing for the gram I won

And they askin who broke bitch I ain;t that one

Imma step right into trial in my motherfucking G

Hold straps in the custom leather seat

Aim it out the window if he wanna fucking see

But his bitch ass gonna dip see him runnin down the street

Walking in this bitch with a pocket full of dope

fuck that lil bitch doin fucking wit my bro

actin like you five when the fuck you gonna grow

up On some hoe shit

Don't know I know shit

You think I'm dumb and shit

You done shit

Yall got me done and shit

yall actin dumb as shit

on some other shit

Get the fuck out

get the fuck out

you been talking all this shit you need to shut yo fuckin mouth