[Intro]
(Sillyteam)
[Chorus: kkypr]
(Sillyteam!) Walk inside the function and the cameras flashin', yeah
Walk up on me bitch, you do not want the action, yeah
Talkin' tough then you get turned to TV static
Yeah, he don't know my whereabouts, I'm creepin' through his attic, yeah
Talkin' to my bitch, I'll crack his beak like Toucan Sam
I was fuckin' up on his bitch, I do what I want and you do what you can
I got her name in the back of my phone
Turned her to my bitch like "ooh, whop, bam"
I'm in the back of the rover, you talkin' shit while you sit in the back of the tram (yeah)
[Verse 1: kkypr]
Posted up with my evil crew and we so germinated (germinated)
Whеn I pull up with my sillyteam then you get tеrminated (yeah)
Keep that red dot, keep that drum, get turned to bacon
Red hot Glock, make him shake it
Turn him to chicken, shake and bake him
I be grippin' on that pole like Magic Mike by Channing Tatum (yeah)
No I'm not your bro, your brother, nah we not related (nah)
Treat your bitch like it's her birthday, but that shit's belated (yeah)
Damn your like a balloon, once so big and now that shit's deflated
Switch up my flow, but keep my cadence
Broke down, yeah, you need some maintenance
Acting like you fucking famous
Turn around, then make you nameless
[Verse 2: trevmas]
Bad bitch wanna fuck (fuck)
I'm here like okay (okay)
He was talkin' shit (shit), let's get him out the way
I just did a show (yeah)
I'm comin' back today
Tell him send me the addy
Tell me like where you stay
Tell her send me the addy
And I'll be on the way
Tell her I want you badly (yeah), I want you on delay
Tell my bro to fix my vocals
I need them on delay (delay- delay)
Shut up [?] we be [?]
Bitch you better putout
They want a piece of trevy, 'cause I'm good now
They all wanna get in touch, they wish they could now
They wish they could
[?] 50 on the dash I grab the wood (grab the wood)
Bitch I'm trappin' lonely in the night I feel like [?]
Bitch I got the chalk up in the front under the hood
Bitch I'm misunderstood
I got the drop, lil' bitch, I'm droppin all the goods
I'm makin' art with his bones now
Seven on the dot, I got the drop, pickup the phone now
She a hoe, I can't work that pussy if it's worn out
Glock is hot, not because it's warm out
Only woman I respect, the one I that I was born out
[Chorus: kkypr]
Walk inside the function and the cameras flashin', yeah
Walk up on me bitch, you do not want the action, yeah
Talkin' tough then you get turned to TV static
Walk up on the court and shoot my shot, like I'm playing for the Mavericks
Talkin' to my bitch, I'll crack his beak like Toucan Sam
I was fuckin' up on his bitch, I do what I want and you do what you can
I got her name in the back of my phone
Turned her to my bitch like "ooh, whop, bam"
I'm in the back of the rover, you talkin' shit while you sit in the back of the tram (yeah)
[Outro: kkypr]
Ooh
(Yeah, we germinated)