Both Arms

歌詞

Send 'em, send 'em, I need all threats (Yeah, yeah) You can't get 'em gone in the same day, don't call my phone back (Yeah) Spinnin', spinnin', get his soul snatched (Yeah, yeah) Said I'm playin', if you take the bread, leave the back door cracked (Yeah) Sippin', sippin', and throw a fo' back (Yeah, yeah) Soda cream part the red lean like it's Moses (Yeah) Whip it, whip it, get in that bowl, dawg (Yeah, yeah) Icin' up my wrist, spray from that whip, six figures, both arms (Yeah) Real trap nigga, I serve plenty, I don't know y'all Thirty-six, I flip thirty-six yo' kick, but you a show off That's what's on my hoe arm and she don't even show y'all Safe sex on the sofa, the arm rest, I sit my pole on Any trick that get a trick from me, I make her go long G6 bottle water in that Rolls, gettin' my roll on Bitch kept gettin' my pants wet, when she faced me, told her, "Hold on" Green grass, space for all the snakes, I make them grown on My brother passed, choppa in his hand, he was a soldier Green-tipped 556, bend him out like cobras Blank X, perc'd up behind tent, you gettin' in mode, huh? Yeah, he stretched, work, can't rest, this a whole one Went back to my old plug, we even, I didn't owe him Front a nigga, I need every digit to his social Only way you ain't get what I gave you, is if you sold 'em If they flick you, just don't tell 'em where you get the load from, yeah Send 'em, send 'em, I need all threats (Yeah, yeah) You can't get 'em gone in the same day, don't call my phone back (Yeah) Spinnin', spinnin', get his soul snatched (Yeah, yeah) Said I'm playin', if you take the bread, leave the back door cracked (Yeah) Sippin', sippin', and throw a fo' back (Yeah, yeah) Soda cream part the red lean like it's Moses (Yeah) Whip it, whip it, get in that bowl, dawg (Yeah, yeah) Icin' up my wrist, spray from that whip, six figures, both arms (Yeah) What you mean rest? I'm off 3 X Stuffin' bags to the seem rip He gotta seed pack, this a clean batch I been knockin' bows since gas was train wreckin' and green crack Trackhawks and Hellcats, we already did that Drippin' through the trenches, niggas slippin' where I spilled at People missin', opposition tippin' sayin' we did that I ain't trippin', shouldn't have took them bitches where he lived at Wait a second, someone bring a beverage, throw this pill back Make a section, teddy bears, few presents, where he killed at Ain't no pressure, he know I'ma stretch 'em when he relax, it fill cap Every time you rap, nobody feel that, bring it back Freezer, let it sit like it's a meal prep, closer bros Three of em' back to back, like I'm Field Jack, come and go Ain't no hats, only holes, this a real trap, local hoes I use all they loads to send the weed back, yeah, yeah