Fry

Man hold on, hold on Bitch I fucking slide With this check that I got I gon buy Everything in the store Yea it's mine Got a Rolie but I had to get it twice Slide on block with Tec's Yea he gon lose his life Yea, this shotgun spread Like some lice Get fried P's get you to die So don't yo bitch ass try Man hold on hold on hold on Bitch I spin again Turn up on that block Sent them bout six shots And we serving in the wind Got me thinkin why am I even trying With this check that I got, it's alright Hood Kel-Tec Hood sex I don't need no Ad-Cent's I done got my bands up Fuck what you mean I got a stick and i'm ready to poke Bitch i don't play no game Fuck what you say, what you claim, you a hoe Bitch you could take to the grave Walking round my homie got a knock, it gon knock you down Rocking out this show that i'm at Slap him up if he selling for tax Asking me to dupe all these racks Thinking you hiding yo lies But it's in front my eyes hoe Here flexing cash inside the Benz window And it's fuck what you mean, cause i'm going on top right now Not on you, I go on top of the mount I can tell by your ways hoe you on the way out I done did this shit before Mother fucker I don't give a fuck at all I ain't really give a fuck hoe, i'm starting turn soft Bitch insane, get out my way Climbing to the top Beating up the ranks Slide with that shank We get him gone Sad to say, his life wasn't long Fuck what you claim, i'm on top bitch get outa my way, I want no talk Man hold on, hold on Bitch I fucking slide With this check that I got I gon buy Everything in the store Yea it's mine Got a Rolie but I had to get it twice Slide on block with Tec's Yea, he gon lose his life Yea, this shotgun spread Like some lice Get fried P's get you to die So don't yo bitch ass try