Bullets hot!

[Intro]
Woah, uh-huh uh-huh
Yeah, woah, uh-huh uh-huh
Uh-huh uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh uh-huh
Let's go, let's go
Yeah

[Chorus]
I had to flex on a stupid lil' bitch
I gotta flex on a stupid lil' hoe
They gotta get me up outta this bitch
Up on this block and I'm lettin' it blow
You in my city I'm putting you on
Put that on God
I do not give a lil' fuck boy you wrong
Talkin' that shit we smoked you like a bong
(Shouts out)
Shout out to your [?]
All that shit was cap boy
All that shit was [?]
All of a sudden I'm up in the cards
Hop at the function I'm bringing a thot
Yeah I'm up lil' boy you not
Glock on my bullets hot

[Verse]
Like I can't be in no cell
All my homies rich I know they bailin' me out
Glock can't ever fail so it not failing me now (It ain't failing, fuck)
It feel like you feelin' me up
You just gon' get fed up rubbin' your head
Bands up in my pocket bitch I'm makin' bread
You heard what I said
You heard what I said
That's your bitch up in that video, she giving head
Bitch I got too deep yеah
In my Prada C's yeah
Walk up with that fa-fa
Oh, oh on me yeah
Say I'm not about it, pussy boy you 'bouta see yеah
I'm just like give me two seconds and he not gon' see yeah
Cuttin' out his eyes, he won't see again
Bitch I might just shoot him and I might go shoot his friend
Yeah I'm really like that, fucked up in the head
Bitch it's fifty in the clip I'm not gon' aim you gon' be dead

[Chorus]
I had to flex on a stupid lil' bitch
I gotta flex on a stupid lil' hoe
They gotta get me up outta this bitch
Up on this block and I'm lettin' it blow
You in my city I'm putting you on
Put that on God
I do not give a lil' fuck boy you wrong
Talkin' that shit we smoked you like a bong
(Shouts out)
Shout out to your [?]
All that shit was cap boy
All that shit was [?]
All of a sudden I'm up in the cards
Hop at the function I'm bringing a thot
Yeah I'm up lil' boy you not
Glock on my bullets hot

[Outro]
Lil' bitch
Lil' bitch
Lil' bitch
Lil' bitch
Did you
Hear me
I said
Lil' bitch