(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
SoIcyBoy, brrt, brrt
Uh, brrt, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go (Let’s go)
Yeah, uh (Yeah), big brrt
Yeah, brrt, (Brrt), brrt, brrt (Brrt), brrt
Let’s go, let’s go
Pooh, they must know with the Glock and gon’ ride (Slatt, slatt)
Pour up a four in the pineapple snap (Snap)
Life like a movie, I’m flippin’ through chapters (Chapter)
In seventeen months, I done turned to a rapper (Rap)
Said he want the smoke, now his folks lightin’ candles (Brrt)
She brought her friend, give a fuck ’bout the past (Brrt, brrt)
Have you broad daylight toe tagged, we whack ’em (We whack ’em)
End of the day, buyin’ new guns, we active
Big booty bitch, from the back, make it tap (Tap)
Brand new hundred, two stick, can’t count (Can’t count)
Pop a lil’ Perc’ while I’m tryna relapse (Relapse)
Spin the block twice, nigga, that’s a relap (Relap)
Drac’ in my pants, now I walk with a limp (Limp)
When I’m feelin’ offended, I’m takin’ it out (Takedown)
This is a robbery, better not move
Start strippin’ ’em naked, I’m shakin’ em down (Shakedown)
I love performin’ with hoes on stage (Yeah)
I just be pickin’ bitches out the crowd
Laser on the Glocks, no throwaways (Nope)
We shoot to kill, gettin’ shot in style (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
I done got rich, now a lot of niggas nervous (They mad)
And I just been with a sister named Curry
Shootin’ on the court, had them young niggas perishin’ (They perishin’)
I can draw back, cut his life short early (Cut early, cut early, yup)
Fix a nigga’s ass with the choppa like a surgeon (Yup)
Remember I was broke takin’ baths in detergent
Now these red-bottoms bleedin’ on my feet like a virgin (Like a virgin)
I could still sell a ‘bow at the store by Curry (By Curry)
Shots get pumped, yeah, a nigga, put the word in (Put the word in)
Call about some P’s, I’ma get to it, urgent (Urgent)
Young rich nigga, yeah, you know I’m still servin’ (Serve, serve)
I ain’t gotta took no money out of my deal
Nigga, been gettin’ to it, now we just gettin’ noticed
And we still in the hood on the green box posted
Settin’ up shop every day, we open
If you on some dangerous shit, I’ll promote it
If we wasn’t slidin’, we probably was scopin’
I got a play, you just gotta be cool
Give me some time, let me put it in motion
And you know they look up to slimy lil’ dude
It ain’t none but one of me, you niggas bogus
Uh, you niggas bogus (Brrt), yup (Big brrt), yup
I done came up, hoes sayin’ I’m cocky (I’m cocky)
Thirty bad hoes in the hotel lobby (The hotel lobby)
Water drippin’ off me like a Section 8 faucet (Like a faucet)
Poppin’ my shit, all my hoes say I’m toxic (Too cocky)
James Harden step back, hit ’em with the rocket (With the rocket)
Still wake up in the hood with them hittas with the spotty (With the spotty)
Cut my choppa, bullets soundin’ like Kyrie (Like Kyrie)
My bitch quit school, now she rich off Forex (Forex)
Niggas talkin’ down on me, hate it, I ignore it (I ignore it)
Supercharged Dodge, hit the gas, yeah, floor it (Yeah, floor it)
Talk down, I’ma hit you in the eye like Floyd (Like Floyd)
Too much drip, take a bitch overboard (Overboard), uh
Drip, splash
So Icy, So Icy, gang
Yup, yup
Ho, yeah, I get your main bitch spinnin’ like a windmill (Huh)
So much ice, you walk by, you get a wind chill (Ice, ice)
Yeah, they call me Big Foog, you know I do a big drill
I ain’t do a drive-by, bitch, I did a standstill (Boom)
Shout out to Big Wop, boy, I got a big deal (Huh)
Yeah, I got the big drip, bitches call me big spill (Drip)
Boy, don’t call me dangerous if you don’t like a bad peel (Grrah)
Boy, I killed the main opp, know that that’s a big kill (Grrah)
Caught the pussy nigga slippin’, yeah, that was a free kill (Ho)
Know I pour a four up with the mud, I had to break the seal (Mud)
Disrespect the mob, and yeah, hollow bullet he gon’ feel (Ho)
From the corner, niggas know I’m good just like Bradley Beal (Grrah)
In the kitchen, beat the bowl just like Betty (What?)
If I said it, pussy boy, don’t forget it (Ho)
I’m direct, I never send you a message (No)
I’ll kill him and you ’bout to feel it (Ho)
Pull up with a stick, niggas know I got a hundred rounds
Choppas hit and make ya break dance, call you Bobby Brown
Double R, Choppa Gang and the mob’ll hunt you down
We gon’ dump his ass in the lake, ain’t no bodies found (Ho)
Pussy ass nigga
Y’all can’t fuck with us, ho (Brrt)
Ho, ho
Foog
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