Mike Will On The Beat You Know I'm Killin This Shit
Just Left The Sace (Versace) Store You Know Im Kill'n This Fit
Yea We Keep The Knob Broke Ain't Trynna Get Fixed
Its The Remix Killer Yea I Kill Ya Remix, Whatsup!!
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we still in this bitch
Turn this shit up loud
And buy another round
They tried to shut us down
About an hour ago
But we still in this bitch
I Can Do This Shit All Night, Cause I Can Stay Up
That Rollie Pull Yo Bitch On Sight, Thats A Lay Up
I Blew About A Forty Last Night, Thats A Jacob
Had Her Face On My Givenchy Jeans, Left Her Make-up
Nigga I Been Running This For Bout 8 Straight Summers
I Got Mine Off The Stovе Like The Chef At Bеnihana's
Nigga This Is My Year Fuck Whoever Don't Like It
See That Twenty-Fourteen Outside Yea Thats My Shit
I Took A Trip Outta Town Brung 100 Thangs Home
I Seen Jeezy In The Club Had 100 Chains On
Just Left The Sace (Versace) Store You Know Im Kill'n This Fit
Its The Remix Killer Yea I Kill Ya Remix, Whatsup!!
They Said Bobby Slow The Flow Down
You Burn'n All The Dro Down
I Tear The Fuck'n Club From The Ceiling To The Flo Door
And I Ain't Talkin Dance'n When I Tell Them Its A Ho Down
And Know She Gett'n Low Down That Ass Getting Tore Dowwwnnn
Aye Cause We Still In This Bitch
Got A Glass In My Hand And I Ain't Spill'n This Shit
I Hop Out The Fuckin Coupe Like It Really Ain't Shit
Man Come To Think About It Niggas Really Ain't Shit
I Go Tough, I Go Stupid, And I Get brolic Baby, I Beat The Coochie
Now Gon Throw Them Legs Up Lets Make A Movie
She Asked Me Can She Get It From The Back, Absolutely Bitch, Absolutely
Okay I'm Still In This Bitch
I'm Kill'n This Bitch
Lame Ass Ho Ain't Feeling That Chick
Man Im Like A Big Turd On The Ground
And Yall Like Flies Come Get On This Shit
Im Indaina Gauges
Hit Em In Faces
Pour A Nigga Body In Different Places
Man A Nigga Young Dro Still In This Bitch
Its Been Along Time That Nigga Courageous
Period, Pussy Nigga Fearin It
Calm Down Dro Ain't God Damn Hear'n It
If Nigga Got Cold Im God Damn Clear'n It, Up
Nigga Whatsup, Feel'n It
Lay'n In The Bed Gettin Head By Hilary
Keep My Strap Check My Artillery
Me And B.O.B On G.D.O.D
Rollin It The Long Way Feel'n It!!!
Testarosa, Burn These Fuck Niggas Just Like Sulfur
And I Fucked Yo Bitch On Sofa
In This Bitch Please Close The Door Sir
Uh Im A Lion Boy I Go Rawr Rawr
Desert Eagle Click Up In This Bitch And That Bitch Go Pow Pow, Dro
Im Gotti But I Think I'm B.O.B
Got Bricks On Bricks I'm C.O.D
Them Checks On Deck
Them Cars On Deck
That Cocaine On Delivery
I'm In My Kitchen Im Cooking It
Bitch Wanna Plane Ticket Im Booking It
C.M.G Thats Muscle Gang
T.I.P Thats Hustle Gang
Brand Dick All In Whats Her Name
Never Gon Mention No Buster Name
I Got Word Play Like That Ruzzle Game
I make one Phone Call Getta Busta Came
That 4 Liter, Shoulda Been On It
Nigga Talkin Beef Really Dont Want It
I Doubt It If You Bout It
I Pull Up And Jump Up Out It
Bareface No Mask Gon And Check You While Its Crowded
Let Detective CSI Collect'n Shells Trynna Count It
Last Seen In A Audi Turn A Million For A Bounty, Im Gone