Cuppa Grams

[Chorus]
Bitch I shot my mans over cuppa grams
I can't fuck witchu niggas, y'all just pretend
If a nigga want smoke, we ain't using hands
And I need me that cheese I'on want no friends
You bitches be actin
Be lackin, be cappin
30 round clip finna catch yo ahh lackin
Choppa gon make dat boy fly like Aladdin
Glockies and Semis and Nines get to clappin'
40 on me bitch I'm finna be actin'
30 on me make him fly like a dragon
Fuck nigga think he run shit
Why you laughin?
Shots from behind and dat nigga start dancin
He wanted smoke se we kill em like cancer
He say he tough but he not he no gangsta
Boy don't act up tyna flex don't get messed up
He actin crazy so hе got finessed, uh

[Verse]
Fuck nigga, stop acting tough, don't get fuckеd up
If he want beef pussy nigga, run the fuck up
Pull up on ya mama crib with a Glock
He tryna rob me that boy gettin shot
You say you hood, you ain't been on no block
I fuck dat bitch and I dip I can't talk
Free all my niggas they watchin da clock
Remember the days I was sellin fake wock
Remember the days I was shootin at opps
And I'll still do that shit if a nigga act up
Hunnid rounds in dis motherfuckin drum
You gon get killed if you do something dumb
Fuck nigga playin, my bro get a gun
Fuck a .380 da Glock make him run
Got .45 I'ma make get dat nigga gone
If a nigga want smoke
Then my niggas got some

[Chorus]
Bitch I shot my mans over cuppa grams
I can't fuck witchu niggas, y'all just pretend
If a nigga want smoke, we ain't using hands
And I need me that cheese I'on want no friends
You bitches be actin
Be lackin, be cappin
30 round clip finna catch yo ahh lackin
Choppa gon make dat boy fly like Aladdin
Glockies and Semis and Nines get to clappin'
40 on me bitch I'm finna be actin'
30 on me make him fly like a dragon
Fuck nigga think he run shit
Why you laughin?
Shots from behind and dat nigga start dancin
He wanted smoke se we kill em like cancer
He say he tough but he not he no gangsta
Boy don't act up tyna flex don't get messed up
He actin crazy so he got finessed, uh