In Dis Bitch

[Intro]
Yeah, bitch
(Protege Beatz)
O'Block shit, yeah
Get Back Gang, Stretch Gang
All that, bitch
You already know, OTF, ha

[Chorus]
Real killers in the club, make a play in this bitch
We gon’ up some big cans, we gon’ spray in this bitch
Broad day wit’ the Drac’, blow the K in this bitch
If yo’ chain got took, you so fake in this bitch
Middle finger at the opps, it’s some shots in this bitch
We got switches on every fuckin’ Glock in this bitch
We got ice on us, it’s some real rocks in this bitch
We got stripes on us, tigers from the block from this bitch
If your wife on us, she gon’ eat some cock, swallow dick
We got knives on us, you can still get popped in this bitch
Blow the handgun, make it sound like chops 'round this bitch
We got Tookaman blowin’, that’s a opp in this bitch
If yo’ pussy stank, leave, we ain’t stankin’ in this bitch
Leave em’ layin’ dead, O'Block love flankin’ in some shit
If you love your girl, cuff her, we be spankin' up some shit
And we pass the ball, ain’t nobody layin’ over shit
Just like Chris Paul, break your ankle, triple cross that shit
See your Instagram, lookin’ like you hatin’ on that bitch
We got fast cars, E-Way drive, racing on that shit
Post his baby momma, I won’t spend no paper on that bitch
I’ma switch it up, know they wanna hear some gangster shit
If I get rental up, bitch let’s roll kill, change the shit
We got pipes onna’ shoe, like story, Djokovic
When I ain’t had no buds, still went shit from me to Michael, bitch
I’m just tryna’ fuck, really I don’t even like the bitch
Made a bag wit’ bro, who gon’ be the first to strike a bitch
I’m just tryna’ fuck, really I don’t even like the bitch
Made a bag wit’ bro, who gon’ be the first to strike a bitch, gang
Say he gon’ slide, nigga, slide then
Leanin’ off the drank, feeling like I popped five xans
Spray your whole block like a fireman
Blood on the scene, body stankin’ like a trashcan
Block MC, hoppin’ out that bitch like Batman
Nah, ain’t no way, like a heavy nigga, fat
Spin on this fire’, like a motherfuckin’ track
And we still blitzin’ in the field, John Madden