[SpotemGottem] Let go (Damn E, this shit exclusive) stretch gang! Face shots to the face, don't trip on yo' lace Mafia! Bur-bur-burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off Tried to get away from me Had a standoff Hit him in the spine Knock his dreads off My woadie just caught a body I nicknamed him Randy Moss Th-th-thugging in my Reeboks Riding with a G-SHOCK I heard he shot Draco make 'em beatbox OG made that sharp turn Woadie spot 'em, peeled the car Had a mask on Draco make 'em beatbox In Miami with my motherfucking heat out With another nigga, bitch, said she got her feet out I walked in the party, I'm on my big goon shit Ready to get it started Bitch, I got no sensе Oh, he the plug Riding 'round with four bricks Call me Kobе, 24 on me Can't fuck with her no more That lil' bitch, she do the most I get my groove on every time I see them folks I got the antidote I'm thinking that's something you need to know I'm smooth and I'm cold She know my wrist on froze Skinny jeans on with a big bankroll She playing my song, I got her taking off her thong I'm tryna get it on, she feeling all over my Peter bone Two rights don't make a wrong It just go on and on I'm kicking shit like Jackie Chan till they got my kicks on I aim, I hit my target I'ma up this bitch regardless Bur-bur-burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off Tried to get away from me Had a standoff Hit him in the spine Knock his dreads off My woadie just caught a body I nicknamed him Randy Moss Th-th-thugging in my Reeboks Riding with a G-SHOCK I heard he shot Draco make 'em beatbox OG made that sharp turn Woadie spot 'em, peeled the car Had a mask on Draco make 'em beatbox [Pooh Shiesty] I'm strapped up with this jug, one in the head, already de-cocked I pop out when the beef hot, won't see me creeping on your block I work the back seat, we went three deep and got ten people shot I hit the auto-switch and made it twerk, and while he dumped the Glock Got the drop on all his spot, he getting robbed if he go or not I know the taste and love Wock', he pouring up in exotic pop That booster hitter tried to pull a move and that shit got him dropped You pussies know what's up Turn a nigga to a pack, we break 'em down and roll 'em up Ain't shit changed but the whip, now it's a Rolls truck when I'm pulling up And I still ain't check the time up on my Cartier, just hold it up Don't come around acting gangster, we call your bluff Put trust in these firearms, know we dangerous If you catch me speed up, bitch, give it up or I'ma buss We shoot your shit up on the E-Way, get out the same lane as us (Same lane as us) [SpotemGottem] Bur-bur-burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off Tried to get away from me Had a standoff Hit him in the spine Knock his dreads off My woadie just caught a body I nicknamed him Randy Moss Th-th-thugging in my Reeboks Riding with a G-SHOCK I heard he shot Draco make 'em beatbox OG made that sharp turn Woadie spot 'em, peeled the car Had a mask on Draco make 'em beatbox