Klutching (feat. Dthang)

I heard Lil buddy got them racks we tryna see like where he at We flipped his ass then double back He have a show we where he at And when we spin Bitch we subtract Come to the hood and get a pack And we don't tolerate no slack bitch we gone put Yo ass on flat I'm in the hood posted on the block Dthang ready to creep Dying bout respect and bitch we next can't see no nigga taking me We catch a opp he gone get dropped cause in my hood we play for keeps Leave you faded now you lazy like you sip promethazine And we ain't never squashing beef bitch we gone put you underneath Can't do no time but I'll creep I'm tryna make em all decease And when we spin we shoot to hit my nigga nem can vouch for me I got my niggas ion need nobody else to ride for me It ain't too long til we hit the mall be happy to see me First 100K split it with the guys but that ain't all for me And when I'm up they ass gone be stuck I bet they call on me When Ian have it they ass wasn't happy now they all on me And ima clap and getcha mind right don't come and bother me And Ian never had nun I'm tryna make it on TV And Ima bust a nigga brain before that pussy come take me And ima take Yo fucking gang and that's on god bitch you gone see Don't got no feelings I been crossed before I grew up in these streets But that's my fault I made my own decisions don't nobody owe me Ain't with that talking bitch yo life in danger if you fuck with me And that's on god bitch I stand on what I talk just come and see I heard Lil buddy got them racks we tryna see like where he at We flipped his ass then double back He have a show we where he at And when we spin Bitch we subtract Come to the hood and get a pack And we don't tolerate no slack bitch we gone put Yo ass on flat I'm in the hood posted on the block Dthang ready to creep Dying bout respect and bitch we next can't see no nigga taking me We catch a opp he gone get dropped cause in my hood we play for keeps Leave you faded now you lazy like you sip promethazine Check the agenda black and white a nigga referee blow the whistle Gun jammed when I went on a mission but we still hit a nigga Coronavirus with this ratchet watch I hit em from a distance They be cappin on them songs can't wait til I catch up with em Tryna kill em, body bag a nigga put em in this blender Ain't no hospital draco ripping from his spine thru his liver We gone get em Lil bruh just slow down I'm finna get the rental They hate us cause we the mob twin they knowing how we living On the road to riches Glock 23 it came with a fifty I'm really with it and my young nigga be cluthing on a smitty It's a dirty game Tman got 33 like scottie pippen Catch you slipping we gone knock yo ass off for all that dissing Don't need a perk when I go on a mission do it just for the feeling In this trenches I just pray my gun don't jam fuck these bitches Never time for feelings walk em down with this 4 pound make em feel it Grab the tissue got his mama and his cousin reminiscing (Got his mama and his cousin reminiscing and you know we gone get you for all that dissing) (Told that boy stop all that dissing we gone get em) (They be gossiping in they song just like bitches) (Fuck you talking bout bitch we with me and my niggas the hardest in the city)