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[Intro: VonOff1700] (Yo, ADB, this beat go crazy) I don’t know, foe, it’s like when they turned me down, like talk to them, they can’t hear me (Okay, Carter, talk to ’em) Uh, come on, uh, alright, okay [Chorus: VonOff1700] Uh, meet a goofy, let him come around and slime him for his pipe (His b!tch ass) Four shooters masked up with Dracos tryna take a life (They tryna kill something) Pour up four and duck off with my b!tch, I’m chilling for the night (I’m with my ho) See bodies drop, we coming back around, lil’ b!tch, we spinning twice (Spin again) She say, \”Why your windows always busted?\” Bae, I’m riding strike (This a hot car) Park the V and walk up on them n!ggas while they shooting dice (Dumbass) Rrah, rrah, stand over him, make sure you do it right (Come here, come here) Sitting as his crib, when he walk out, we gon’ cut off his lights (We killing his ass) You gon’ catch a face shot from this 10, don’t run up tryna fight (Your dumb ass) If I catch a murder case, delete my ‘Gram and catch a flight (B!tch, I’m gone) Run into a rap n!gga I don’t like, make Jilla take his ice (His b!tch ass) If they tryna tell you spin on us, they don’t give good advice [Verse: Hunxho] Yeah, I been in head for real, know they want me dead for real These lil’ n!ggas scared to kill, I went on like every drill Linked up, I done shot like every single gun that you could think of I ain’t tryna keep looking for them, boy, like let’s just meet up I ain’t hard to find, tell ’em come find me I’m signed to the streets, s*it, they can’t sign me These n!ggas talk that street s*it, I ain’t buying it Just did a show out in the ‘Raq, I feel like Von, yeah [Chorus: VonOff1700] Uh, meet a goofy, let him come around and slime him for his pipe (His b!tch ass) Four shooters masked up with Dracos tryna take a life (They tryna kill something) Pour up four and duck off with my b!tch, I’m chilling for the night (I’m with my ho) See bodies drop, we coming back around, lil’ b!tch, we spinning twice (Spin again) She say, \”Why your windows always busted?\” Bae, I’m riding strike (This a hot car) Park the V and walk up on them n!ggas while they shooting dice (Dumbass) Rrah, rrah, stand over him, make sure you do it right (Come here, come here) Sitting as his crib, when he walk out, we gon’ cut off his lights (We killing his ass) You gon’ catch a face shot from this 10, don’t run up tryna fight (You dumb ass) If I catch a murder case, delete my ‘Gram and catch a flight (B!tch, I’m gone) Run into a rap n!gga I don’t like, make Jilla take his ice (His b!tch ass) If they tryna tell you spin on us, they don’t give good advice (They dumb ass). Advice lyrics – VonOff1700 : Get lyrics and music video of this beautiful song here on LyricsBull.com