Gotham City

Swifty

Spot them we got them ain't no where to run Drop them we pop them we click till it's done I keep a knocker shit sound like a drum I got faith in my shooters I know they gone dump I'm not linking no bitch if I can't bring my gun Hop out shoot them clear that nigga lungs If I don't got da chop he get beat up for fun Try to run up get done up bitch I'm not da one Oh these niggas trying to play me Bitch I brought my 380 I can not fuck with these niggas they shaky Try to put niggas on but these bitch niggas played me Done put niggas on but these niggas ain't thank me Trying to copy my style but nigga you ain't me I make bitches go wild when they see me act crazy Niggas think he a child but he toting on Stacy Lil baba go crazy she eating me up I tell her keep sucking till I bust a nut These bitches be hoes they just want me to fuck But I came with my pole ain't no lining me up How you ran on your mans but you jacking you tuff How you swear you got bands but you bummy ass fuck Go and get you some bread and stop trying to be tuff He get hit with that led if he trying to run up If he don't move correct I know Brodie gone pop him I know young niggas killing and robbing Me and b dot two deep we like batman and robin Any problems this chopper gone solve it Got to slide with a clip no I can't do revolvers Be a good kid have a talk with your father If I don't got the pole he get beat like a boxer If I heard that he snitched he get sent to the doctor If you screaming my name in the spot she get naked If I tell you I love you I faked it But shout out my niggas can't wait till i make it Made a promise one day I ain't break it I love getting money I get it and take it She shaking her ass but I know she can't take dick Want this money you just got to take risk Wanna beat me you got to start training Spot them we got them ain't no where to run Drop them we pop them we click till it's done I keep a knocker shit sound like a drum I got faith in my shooters I know they gone dump I'm not linking no bitch if I can't bring my gun Hop out shoot them clear that nigga lungs If I don't got da chop he get beat up for fun Try to run up get done up bitch I'm not da one Oh these niggas trying to play me Bitch I brought my 380 I can not fuck with these niggas they shaky Try to put niggas on but these bitch niggas played me Done put niggas on but these niggas ain't thank me Trying to copy my style but nigga you ain't me I make bitches go wild when they see me act crazy Niggas think he a child but he toting on Stacy

Written by: Yandel CanelaLyrics © O/B/O DistroKidLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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