Bukakke

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Are you ready kids?

(Mula)
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, these niggas straight hoes (Fuck outta here)
Hol' up, hol' up, real bitches turn to fake hoes (Huh?)
Never cuff them bitches, we just choo-choo train hoes (Choo, choo)
Me and ZillaKami, we just fucked the same hoes (Slide)

(Switch up)
Yeah, I ain't never scared to fucking air it out (Okay, okay)
Yeah, balling like I'm Allen, let me air it out
Yeah, what's that in my coat? You already know (Wassup?)
Ayy, and you know my hoe is the centerfold

MSTs be sagging, nigga, I'm always strapped with that big 40 (Blaow)
Serving niggas, my gun out when they come and get them bricks off me (Pull up)
Swear to God, a real dope boy, all them old niggas ain't got shit on me (Fuck outta here)
Scrape it out that pot, nigga, it's all in your wrist, homie

My bitch cocaine, and she go both ways
I pull up on your block just hoping I'ma catch a stain
And see what's in my blunt, bitch, I'm smoking propane
And see what's in your blunt, bitch, you smoking Rogain, bitch

I heard you niggas, was talking all that tough stuff (Boom-boom-boom-boom)
I heard you niggas, was tryna hold y'all guns up (Wassup, wassup?)
I heard y'all niggas was gonna leave me wet, ayy
But listen niggas, I'm sleeping with my TEC, ayy (Blaow)
I heard you niggas, was talking all that tough stuff (Boom-boom-boom-boom)
I heard you niggas, was tryna hold y'all guns up (Okay, okay)
I heard y'all niggas was gonna leave me wet, ayy (Fuck outta here)
But listen niggas, I'm sleeping with my TEC, ayy (Blaow)

I just put some money in your wifey pockets (Mula)
She gon' let me slide like it's icy hockey (Slide)
Niggas jack a stain, never caught a body (MBF)
My bitch ass is fake, I just bought her body

Yeah, yeah, ayy
Bitch, I keep the piece so I can keep the peace (Okay, okay)
Aye, like a brace face, metal on my teeth (Wassup, wassup?)
Aye, your bitch got saliva dripping off my meat
Aye, like a pacemake, she gon' get the beats

All my fucking opps, all them niggas Gram watching
Got too many racks, you see them rubber bands popping (Mula)
Remember me from auntie crib? Bagging up and gram chopping
Now, I'm 'bout the swipe life, had to get the scams rockin' (Mula)

Yeah, yeah, dripping off the blunt, smoking straight wax
I'm sipping out the cup, tipping off Thraxx (Wassup?)
And little bitch, I do not know your name, yeah, yeah
And little bitch, you'll never be my main, yeah

I heard you niggas, was talking all that tough stuff (Boom-boom-boom-boom)
I heard you niggas, was tryna hold y'all guns up (Wassup, wassup?)
I heard y'all niggas was gonna leave me wet, ayy
But listen niggas, I'm sleeping with my TEC, ayy (Blaow)
I heard you niggas, was talking all that tough stuff (Boom-boom-boom-boom)
I heard you niggas, was tryna hold y'all guns up (Okay, okay)
I heard y'all niggas was gonna leave me wet, ayy (Fuck outta here)
But listen niggas, I'm sleeping with my TEC, ayy (Blaow)

Man, fuck wrong with these niggas, man?
You already know how we rockin, man
ZillaKami, SosMula, City Morgue, man, MBF, man
Don't make me put them MBs on your hills, boy, huh
Push the fuckin' button on one of you niggas, nigga
Huh, ayo, Zilla, pull up with that RPG, nigga
Blow your fuckin' house up, nigga
Yeah, that shit wavy