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[Intro: SG Batman]
Bitch
Out West 290 shit, you already know how we rockin', nigga
Solid gang, catch a motherfuckin' body gang, bitch
Yeah, bitch, foenem

[Chorus: SG Batman]
I'ma tell your ass one time (Bitch), ain't gon' tell you again (You only got one time)
Watch your body hit the floor, you don't die, I'ma shoot you again (I'ma shoot you again)
This bitch pussy so good, you know I can fuck her again (I'ma fuck her again)
You want a war 'bout that ho, I'll bring your life to an end
Fuck I look like givin' in to a title? I just hit the bitch
Ridin' around, I don't see my rivals, they ain't in this shit
I hit your block and I rock out the whole thirty, boy, we empty shit
Now a nigga dead, everybody crying, nigga say where they sent the shit

[Verse 1: SG Batman]
I don't wanna hear 'bout your problems, 'cause they ain't mine
When it's war time, all my niggas on a hunt full time
Got a nigga sent off, got his life took tryna take mine
The street shit left me scared, pull a nigga card, bet he can't pull mine
Double trigger on the nine, blow his brains out, now I see what's on his mind
Nigga, you ain't one of mine, you ain't Solid Gang, I'll hit you with that iron
You ain't out here, you be lyin'
Gettin' extorted, now you gotta pay a fine
The bitch I came with fine
She know I'm a dawg, that's why I hit it from behind
Pussy ass niggas doin' shit for the clout
Say you want respect, well, you won't be getting mine
All them rented ass cars, bogus ass credit, boy, your ass won't be rentin' mine
Bitch, you know I ride around with Glocks, ridin' fishbowl, I ain't gotta tint mine
Ain't no fake it 'til you make it, bitch, it's greatness in the making, I ain't gotta cheat mine

[Chorus: SG Batman]
I'ma tell your ass one time (Bitch), ain't gon' tell you again (You only got one time)
Watch your body hit the floor, you don't die, I'ma shoot you again (I'ma shoot you again)
This bitch pussy so good, you know I can fuck her again (I'ma fuck her again)
You want a war 'bout that ho, I'll bring your life to an end
Fuck I look like givin' in to a title? I just hit the bitch
Ridin' around, I don't see my rivals, they ain't in this shit
I hit your block and I rock out the whole thirty, boy, we empty shit
Now a nigga dead, everybody crying, nigga say where they sent the shit

[Verse 2: Q Da Fool]
I get into shit, I be spinnin' shit
That clip, I finish it, lil' brodie witnessed it
I'ma walk down, bitch, I swear that never fail
I know some shit that I'll never tell
Bitch, them bullets hittin', they hot as hell
5.56 make him flip like a cell
Free my lil' killer, they gave him an L
I wrap it up, make an M in the mail
If I catch a rat, I'ma cut off his tail
We pullin' up and we droppin' them shells
I put opps up top
I put a day one friend in a box
I'm over the stove and I'm making it lock
Spin broad day, bitch, that take heart, uh
Bitch, we love to beef, we don't never hide
It ain't over 'til a nigga die
So much murder make a nigga high
I'ma up the chopper, make a nigga fly
I'm a Rich Shoota, you just gettin' by
My handgun shoot French fries
She eat up the dick 'til she cry
Pay thirty-five, I can get you a pie (Bitch)

[Chorus: SG Batman]
I'ma tell your ass one time (Bitch), ain't gon' tell you again (You only got one time)
Watch your body hit the floor, you don't die, I'ma shoot you again (Shoot you again)
This bitch pussy so good, you know I can fuck her again (Fuck her again)
You want a war 'bout that ho, I'll bring your life to an end
Fuck I look like givin' in to a title? I just hit the bitch
Ridin' around, I don't see my rivals, they ain't in this shit
I hit your block and I rock out the whole thirty, boy, we empty shit
Now a nigga dead, everybody crying, nigga say where they sent the shit