Astro on the beat damn nigga, what the fuck?
Ayy, this is a Trademark production ayy
Boom boom pow when this shit get loud
Niggas love to pop out when it’s hot out
(What?) bro kick, Bruce Lee, sent him out
‘Cause we carry chopsticks when the opps out
I been on the east with some knucklehead
Niggas and some motherfucking
White boy dropouts (East Side)
I don’t fuck with no 9s
(A-Astro got it runnin’)
My brothers gon’ kill this lil’
Ass bitch with a choppa (Grr-aah)
Pop up at his house, put his ass to sleep
(Put his ass to sleep)
Shorty shaking ass, clap it to the beat
(Shake it, clap) they say, “Daij
Why you ain’t never on the east?” Ayy
Well, you a bird, bitch
All the fuck you do is tweet
(Get the fuck off my dick)
Glock in his mouth now he can’t talk
(Where he at?)
Bullets hit his body now he can’t walk (yeah)
Brodie switching sides
Where the white chalk? (Where the fuck?)
Solid than a bitch, never took a loss, ayy
Astro draw the blood, Teezo rest in peace
(Teezo rest in peace)
All up on my dick, I swear you niggas sweet
Ayy, shawty finna wild out
Think I’m finna ride out
Since you got the cutter in his head
We can slide out
Don got a tank, hell yeah, I’ma fell out
Doing all that shit for
A motherfucking shoutout
Gettin’ on my motherfucking nerves (Ayy)
Point his ass out, it’s a broke nigga alert
(Point him out)
Make a fuck nigga bite down on the curb
I’ma kill that nigga’s kid
You know that nigga Daij disturbed (Haha)
I’m in the club and I’m off it
I’m in your dentist, I’m flossing
Toss up your set, bitch, we moshing
Big chop on the bottom of that bitch
My lawyer said we got a case
Get it dismissed (Ayy)
Big RoRo called on the phone, lil’ bruh
I’m pissed (What the fuck?)
These niggas in the east tryna
Break back in my shit (Ayy)
Lil’ bruh, I hit you, fuck you doin’? Bruh
I’m sick
I got a pack that need to be shipped
We got them racks, we banging the six
Niggas out the Mil just tryna get rich
Burberry tee with an Audemars wrist
I don’t gotta talk ’cause
The bitch gon’ glist
Bow chika-wow-wow, ding dong ditch
Hit a nigga, hit a nigga, one time diss
Got two sticks on me, Lilo and Stitch
Uh, pussy nigga
I’m hit your ass with a combo
Ballin’ on these niggas
Pass your bitch like I’m Rondo
I got thirty-thousand fucking racks
In my condo eating eggs benedict, bitch
Where my cilantro?
It’s gon’ fucking rain all season
Where your poncho?
Hella cheese in my fucking pocket
And it’s not yours east side 11, bitch
Big talk stepping, bitch
Make the chopper sing, John Legend, bitch
East side niggas know what
I’m repping, bitch
Don’t walk up to my section
Glock in his mouth now he can’t talk
(Where he at?)
Bullets hit his body now he can’t walk (yeah)
Brodie switching sides
Where the white chalk? (Where the fuck?)
Solid than a bitch, never took a loss (Facts)
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