Rock out pop out Just made a bag at the trap house Fake spill jugging with the re rock Turn ya hideout to a shootout Say I ain't bussin nigga who not F*ck that lil bitch till she tap out p Took his pack reroute He ain't gang he a simba he lien Im from the block where it's summer and snows Yo bitch just gave me the throat Why just for a little bit of coke She left with the sniffles no that ain't no cold My block is on fire and it ain't even summer yet That's your little bitch I need some of that After I hit ain't no coming back Damn that ass fat make it thunder clap I'm from the front street right by the pool Call me mr fixer keep me a tool If your bitch go missing she with the crew I ain't no beginner I know what to do Flick of the wrist watch me whip it and bag it Your boyfriends a bitch and I know he won't clap it Pop out the zoo and you see me with savages Just got a package now watch me do damage She all in my face like a selfie I'm dripping I'm melting That little pussy screaming out help me Say she want to dick all to her self She can not help it man why she so selfish Yo you do not have to go there It's plenty of me you can share My blood type is real rare I climb in that pussy like stairs Rock out pop out Just made a bag at the trap house Fake spill jugging with the re rock Turn ya hideout to a shootout Say I ain't bussin nigga who not F*ck that lil bitch till she tap out p Took his pack reroute He ain't gang he a simba he lien I let my nuts drag Woods looking boofy ain't gotta brag Im fucking ya bitch she bussin nuts I wrap her hair up and I buss back Money talking leave me alone Im on the block at night till it's dawn Work just touch ima get it gone Athletic smoker in this blunt it's strong Little bitch wanna f*ck be but I wanna her dome Subzero my teeith ice cold I sold you fake lean you slow Another play ringing hold up lil bro hello Survey the area no we ain't lackin Say he with the zoo we don't know what he jacking Trapping wala gone magic I got good gas that'll wreak out the plastic Gucci bandanna I slide on a mission Ya bitch suck me good but We know you gone kiss her Play with the gang you go missing Step in blood like we walking in christians I ain't with internet talking bout drugs na little nigga you know we ain't shipping Rock out pop out Just made a bag at the trap house Fake spill jugging with the re rock Turn ya hideout to a shootout Say I ain't bussin nigga who not F*ck that lil bitch till she tap out Took his pack reroute He ain't gang he a simba he lien