Forrest Gump (feat. ABG Neal, Sheff G & Sleepy Hallow) (Remix)

Snakes, aye

Yeah, on the block with my mans, tote the Glock in my pants

Throw the rock with my hands, throwing shots, it go blam (uhh, son)

Bitch, when I fuck you, don't pull on my braids

Tell my ex, "Suck a dick," hope that smut die from AIDS

And, my lil' bitch gave me brain, and I skeet on her face

Got my mask and my gloves, so I won't leave a trace

Caught a charge for my grip, and I still beat the case

And I beat on my chest, you could see that I'm ape

It's ABG, I bust out .83 and make 'em hula hoop

Who is you? Opps walk past me like they don't know who to shoot

Trap be jumping like a frog, I'm with my dog like Scooby Doo

Bought my Lucky Charm, but the diamonds look like Fruity Loops

Like, who is who? I bust up out the coupe, I might just shoot at you

He acting tough, I might just have to show him what that Ruger do

And I'm shootin' like the magic, show 'em what that voodoo do

I'm pullin' up with that, it go doo-doo-doo

Oh what, pull up, we bustin', out for discussion

We play with drums like shit is percussion

Stay with the hammer like this is construction

Drink too much Henney, might shoot up the function

I want the cuff and I only want focus

Sippin' his doozy, I might just start dumpin'

Take down the plug and now we got nothin'

Child steady boomin', they got my phone jumpin'

Niggas they see me and start Forrest Gump-in'

They talkin' hot but I know they be bluffin'

(Niggas they see me and start Forrest Gump-in')

(They talkin' hot but I know they be bluffin')

Look, watch how that trap jump

Run of on King, get your ass slumped

And I just connect from a bad one

If you don't know, you better ask some'

The blinkers on me, I won't pass none

Them shooters know me 'cause I am one

We still scorin', all for M1

And I fell in love with a handgun

Look, back out, she wanna fuck, tell her, "Not now"

Front on the game, get you knocked out

Choke on my name, I'ma pop out

Slot with the set, I'ma hop out

Yeah, slot with the set, I'ma hop out

Yeah, slot with the set, I'ma hop out

And, my lil' bitch gave me brain, and I skeet on her face

Got my mask and my gloves, so I won't leave a trace

Caught a charge for my grip, and I still beat the case

And I beat on my chest, you could see that I'm ape

Look, they say Sheff G, he pack the tool

The screws ain't tight, he let it loose

Look, run up, we blast, shoot 'em down but they get out the way

Duck like goose, huh

Shoot again, really be scorin' shit

We get the ball and they tryin' to loose, huh

Move again, we need it all, get you stuck if you sticky

Shoot to chew, huh

They know who shot his ass, huh, shot his cousin ass

Stupid, you ain't fast, spot him any rate

We go spin again, drill a drill again

Act like you ain't know, huh, we gon' sell some mo'

We ain't knockin', bitch, we kickin' on the door, huh

Bitch, we need the dough

And, my lil' bitch gave me brain, and I skeet on her face

Got my mask and my gloves, so I won't leave a trace

Caught a charge for my grip, and I still beat the case

And I beat on my chest, you could see that I'm ape