Making Stang

[Intro]
So yo, why yo asssssss

[Chrous]
Smoke go down
Smoke go down

[Verse 1]
Drop it off ,raise yo hands
Get your ass around the car
Nigga like go get yo glands, either way it’s shit though
If I rob a still, the lady will can you hoe
Even you with a twelve inch blade from the ghetto, from the get
Pick it all up I’ll stick you up, tryna make heaven a murderer
At the crib we smoking chicken with my niggas get fucked up
Cock the 12 it’s time to boun, with the gang then grab the slugs
Now I’m sick and on a mission
Dead, I killed the niggas here
Wish my hand was wizzin
Man, I fucked those bitches
I’m not scopin for no hoe
Punch she clean and rob up bro
Pimp like we finna take yo bands, all these niggas tryna move
I got a bomb bitch, I’m finna make a move

[Chrous]
Smoke go down
Smoke go down