

[Intro]
Woo
Hunnid Block (Uh, yeah)
We ain't playin' no games
I'll be like this in my old age (This how we ride out, nigga)
Money, guns and cocaine (Yeah)
That's right, my nigga, okay (Yo)
Okay
[Verse 1]
You hide your hands and throw rocks, we slide with loaded Glocks
Or the pole with the folding stock (Yeah)
Smoked the opps, the stove got hot
A cop drove by; I was sittin' low in the ride
Thought you were slime, you supposed to ride, but you chose not
No suprise—guess once again, I'm alone on the job (Dolo)
I spoke with God on my alone time
My best shooter FOI with the bowtie
You know the vibes: folks gon' die
By the time they find your body by the coastline, I'll be out in Bali on a boat in slides
I just fucked your bitch in some Gucci flip-flops (Ayy)
We not lettin' shit slide (We ain't lettin' shit slide, nigga)
You ain't never seen a blick this size (Never)
Shit made your lil' nine look like a slingshot
Give 'em a bean shot; shit knocked the beans out your pot
All you seen was steam comin' out your top (Woo)
Three in the gut, the doc give you a cesarean cut
Wounds are severe, you got seriously touched (Touched)
The hit was sincerely from us, it'd cheer me up
I wrote this shit with period blood—period, it's done
[Refrain]
It must be that time of the month
So what? I'm still tryna fuck
Sorry your cycle not done, it's just another red light to run (Huh?)
[Chorus]
Slide a knife in your gut, light 'em up - fuck
Shit got uglier than a Cybertruck
Drive the Spyder, I couldn't hide the pump
Nobody ridin' shotgun; just me and my pump shotgun
Just me and my pump shotgun
Light 'em up—fuck
Shit got uglier than a Cybertruck
Drive the Spyder, I couldn't hide the pump
Nobody ridin' shotgun; just me and my pump shotgun (Uh, yo)
[Verse 2]
This the flow your shorty dig
We made history; dawgy, this is where your story ends
These kids prayed I'd fall off, but he didn't, like one of Maury's wigs
I feel like I been lit for forty years
They hated on me, but it's water under the bridge
I'm too rich for it to be a thorn in my hip
What's a stinger on a hornet to a swordsman? (Nuttin)
A pen takin' on a swordfish (Uh)
You ain't my equal; sugar does not taste like Equal (Uh-uh)
Especially to people that got a sweet tooth
Thought he seen a demon, he screamed, "Beetlejuice"
It was me, I was lookin' evil in the coupe
Cutie with me, she wearin' knee boots; she diesel
Doctor Miami put the needle in her glutes (Ass shots)
I was lookin' too GQ; I'm a beast
Might as well put a new suit on, Teen Wolf
Marci
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