To Rate★ intro - jazzy da g & pfa leek ★
Ayo mali what the fuck is the word, glah glah miss do it better, like what, bitches ain't on shit, glah bitch lil bitch like
★ chorus - jazzy da g ★
Whatever i said
Nigga i meant and can merch and that's word to my deads
They ain't on shit, smoke me a l, go to the booth and get shit off my head
They told me no dissin, go and get money, stay on my grind and get niggas instead
But let me spot-, on that block, for all of the disses i'm rockin that baby to bed
★ verse 1 - jazzy da g ★
Jazzy da g, ain't come to play
Slim and petite but the g on my waist
Last he was wokk, free bangout woks, brody got 3 just for carrying k's
I'm tired of cap, tired of acts, make one diss and get put in your place
❲?❳ da g come thru wit that knocka, toss out the v then we doing the race
G23 no tossin the stick
I'm in the spot tryna walk on a blick
Like jazz you a bad lil bitch
Stay ten toes i be steppin in rick's
How could these bitches go mention the gang
Lil bitch tryna get her a name
Me and my niggas gon put in that pain
Bro like ❲?❳ pop let it bang
★ verse 2 - pfa leek ★
Bro like ❲?❳ pop let it bow bow
Oh he on that block
She tryna ask, leek why you chillin can't dance in this party boo i got the knocks
Like don't gotta go huntin em down i call jazzy da g they gon send me the drop
Like he better go askin around before even considering that he my opp
Oh he on them sides, i pop out the cut
Dreads out the ski, they knowing what's up
3-30 in the g, sg got it tucked
We scream pfa so they know it was us
I don't wanna kiss, i just wanna fuck
If the pussy not water go down and just suck
He dissin the guys, then we get em plucked
He keep mention the gang bro tryin his luck
Free smoke, opps keep dying and shii
Like and they be lying and shii
Like lil- keep hidin and shii
Like ❲?❳ just to find him and shii
Like if it's up we leaving it there
It could be war nigga i never cared
Like for my block i just shed me a tear
Carry 3 oh ain't nobody i fear
Like they got me back up in that mode
Like i'ma little body keep a pole
Like no i'm silent, i could never fold
Book 2 times and i ain't never told
Like they got me back up in that mode
Like i'ma little body keep a pole
Like no i'm silent, i could never fold
Book 2 times and i ain't never told
★ verse 3 - baby gee ★
Jazzy da g, pass it to me, you point em out and we lettin it flock
Ain't nothing to see, hole in the v, you know how it go shit come wit a lot
Its baby da g, no baby in me, back out the knock this bitch look shocked
Bad lil bitch she be shaking her shit, after the drill i be beatin her box
She almost sent me, how did you find me, ❲?❳, move like i'm gotti
Covered in fenti, look at her body, guns and bitches both of em hotties
Boy we sliding, its redeem time, see the crime rate i increase mine
Joy riding in the g ride, wit da g-lock, get the piece sign
First things first off rip, fuck all the opps they can suck my dick
Fuck sha stackzz, he a bitch, i heard his favorite dance was the whip
Please don't lie if you speaking on me, so keep it a g or keep you a g
Niggas been bending for hours, bro don't sleep, i think that he off a e (glah, glah, glah, glah)
★ chorus - jazzy da g ★
Whatever i said
Nigga i meant and can merch and that's word to my deads
They ain't on shit, smoke me a l, go to the booth and get shit off my head
They told me no dissin, go and get money, stay on my grind and get niggas instead
But let me spot-, on that block, for all of the disses i'm rockin that baby to bed