[Intro] She suckin' my soul out my body My pistol a chopper, please show it to yo' body My heart, it cold, codeine in the 'Rari It's so cold, it's so cold (D-D-Double L Clawz)
[Verse] Me and my gang, we gon' roll up Just like a switcher, we wheel up Talk to my gang, told 'em turn up We shed just like we some turtles Turnin' that bitch to Twisters, we sell junk just like tornados Bad lil' bitch on a diet She gonna pull up, she eat up tomatoes Uh, uh **** with my shoes, uh The bitch detective, bitch, I'm deep in the clues She creasin' my Jordans, bitch, she creasin' my shoes They call me blocky, not no stick, this not Blue's Clues, heh Not Blue's Clues, the way I pull up in my shoes This one is not for you, don't worry, I got some bullets for you I'll say this shit once, we ride in pairs, we ride in twos We make that boy impaired, yank off his tits, we made him loose I put some duct tape on a switch Wide body, he talkin' 'bout pressin', but that bitch is mad as a witch Money blue, I'll stack with paper Choppa hits, I'll never miss [?] I'll never miss, yeah
We smokin', ayy But shit get rocky Solid pills made out of piss He think he slick, but come to your block Man I'm out front, I'll spin again Shout out Wes, he got that thrax, we all on P's We movin' in My brother' Drac' gon' slide their choppas Call us up and tell his sins
[00:00.503][Intro] [00:01.635]She suckin' my soul out my body [00:04.249]My pistol a chopper, please show it to yo' body [00:07.055]My heart, it cold, codeine in the 'Rari [00:10.611]It's so cold, it's so cold (D-D-Double L Clawz) [00:11.015] [00:11.199][Verse] [00:12.832]Me and my gang, we gon' roll up [00:14.320]Just like a switcher, we wheel up [00:15.669]Talk to my gang, told 'em turn up [00:17.260]We shed just like we some turtles [00:18.781]Turnin' that bitch to Twisters, we sell junk just like tornados [00:22.040]Bad lil' bitch on a diet [00:23.413]She gonna pull up, she eat up tomatoes [00:25.353]Uh, uh [00:27.899]**** with my shoes, uh [00:29.279]The bitch detective, bitch, I'm deep in the clues [00:32.409]She creasin' my Jordans, bitch, she creasin' my shoes [00:35.838]They call me blocky, not no stick, this not Blue's Clues, heh [00:38.655]Not Blue's Clues, the way I pull up in my shoes [00:41.472]This one is not for you, don't worry, I got some bullets for you [00:44.648]I'll say this shit once, we ride in pairs, we ride in twos [00:47.825]We make that boy impaired, yank off his tits, we made him loose [00:51.064]I put some duct tape on a switch [00:53.223]Wide body, he talkin' 'bout pressin', but that bitch is mad as a witch [00:56.345]Money blue, I'll stack with paper [00:57.892]Choppa hits, I'll never miss [00:59.411][?] I'll never miss, yeah [00:59.689] [01:03.257]We smokin', ayy [01:04.208]But shit get rocky [01:04.890]Solid pills made out of piss [01:06.039]He think he slick, but come to your block [01:08.257]Man I'm out front, I'll spin again [01:09.500]Shout out Wes, he got that thrax, we all on P's [01:12.100]We movin' in [01:12.706]My brother' Drac' gon' slide their choppas [01:14.244]Call us up and tell his sins
