Goin’ In

Bitch (Bitch, bitch)

[Verse 1]
Take the back off my AR and conceal the bitch
My white boy be tryna kill his parents on sum Matilda shit
Rio said he got hit with a 9 and couldn't feel the shit
Everything I drop do numbers, check the internet
Seen unc in traffic with a pint cut off the intersection
He said he was just finna sell it now that's an interception
I ain't cut bro in on the drank now he feel neglected
Sorry baby ion want that pussy I'm not interested
I ain bring my Glock out today I got my smith & weston
Hit the road with no gps almost missed my exit
Sold cuz a glass pint of red but it was missing 7
Told my bitch I'm on a come up don't miss yo' blessing

[Verse 2]
Aye, y'all ain getting no pay
Ran into a fuckin' pint of wock and a dropped a whole 8
My uncle was the fuckin' brick man back in '08
8 hour drive to the 10, I drove the whole way
Nigga want a bow of sum cook, meet me at 4 way
Bro just spent a band on his feet, nigga they Dolce's
Yo brother got bricks for the cheap? Nigga okay
He just drunk a whole gallon of lean it took him 4 days
Bro finna cop a brick of soft it came wit no shape
How you getting every "J" that drop but ain't got no cake?, steppin' on this shit all night until the floor break
Bitch bought me a pint of lean now she my soulmate
Nephew ain't punching up no cards he like sliding visas
Yeah I might that lil bitch but I also like cheating
Girly wasn't even all that bad she had nice features
Told pop I'm only sellin' dope for all the right reasons
Put a thermal scope on my chop I like night seeing
Lil bro said he don't need a gun he like to fight people
E said he ain servin' niggas only white people
'cause black muthafuckas always want the price cheaper
C finna drop a ram truck me? I might jeep it
Never hand me a loaded strap 'cause I might keep it
If I ever ask you for yo help bitch I might need it
Got sum head from yo bitch and told her have a nice evening
I'm just tryna count 100 slips before the night over
Text my bitch an eggplant emoji she came right over
Rio stepped on this shit twice now the price lower
Bro gave a fein a 50 rock for a white rover
I don't want no muthafuckin' chain less it got ice on it
And ain't nobody taking shit I put my life on it
Doggy tried to bump me in the club I put my knife on 'em, Niggas out here gambling with they life I put a pint on it
This rap shit gon' blow in a minute only time can tell
Ty ridin' with 300 cards only 9 for sale
Plug open he just hit my line he got a 9 for sale
Me and bro went half on a pint I drunk 5 myself