Black Harlow

Me and your bitch gon' have sex if she look me in my eyes
Me and your ho just met already on Valentine
You and your niggas get left, me and mines get right
Hit a nigga in his neck with this nasty ass nine
Pop a Perc throw up my set hang that yopper out the ride
I can’t give a fan no hug if they don’t understand my 5
They don’t understand my side, they don’t understand my pride
Me and my niggas out for blood, you and your niggas 'bout to die
I can’t show a nigga love, he ain’t ready for the slide
Said I can’t show a nigga love if he ain’t ready for the slide
He ain’t turnt up like me, he ain’t on tip like I
Get a burnt up white T, get to fucking with my squad
I had an attitude problem, yeah, stay angry
Get your bitch booty naked, go bang bang
Keep a stick on my person, ain’t for play play
Keep a brick or two, we workin', got that yay-yay
I might fly your BM out with her lyin' ass
Fuck around stuff a script in her fine ass
AR got an army issue clip, where you find that?
Ain’t get that shit from Action Impact, that’s from 5 and 'em
Few of my niggas got them CCWs, why we ridin' with em
Few of my niggas don’t, but on God still on sight with 'em
We’ll shoot you up, if you want it, or fight with you
Lately I ain’t had no time for it, got them pipes on us
Back this bitch up, light this bitch up
This ain’t no stick up, but them sticks up
He start with the boohoo face, he got his bitch fucked
Got her picked up, she ate the dick up
Y’all don’t spin no blocks, spend no money, y’all ain’t spend nothin'
She get dick, we get on y’all ass and we get money
Always tryna flip something, a nigga or his pickup
The ho gon' give me head, she half dead and got the hiccups
I ain’t got no problem with you, but I still up a chopper on you
You gotta play by Sada n 'em rules, I smash a nigga with a bottle or two
Sticks follow up get to sightin' on dude, then wrist follow up get to firin' on
dude
Then I’mma take a hoodrat right to the room, can’t no lame nigga fuck up my mood
Keep the party going
Like it’s Mardi Gras
Got the flamethrower
Let it body dog
I was mindin' my motherfucking business I wasn’t even tryna rob you all
I ain’t scared of you
Nigga not at all
I ain’t sparin' you
Gang tied it off
Put a fare on you
We gon' round it off to the nearest thousand then knock you off
Bitch, you can’t, we drop you, uh
Still shoot your mans he not involved
Our 8-balls look like
To my fam gettin' off, ain’t none of 'em got no
But I could never rip 'em off
Them motherfuckers got my people rich off dog
Pop a Perc throw up my set hang that yopper out the ride
I can’t give a fan no hug if they don’t understand my 5
They don’t understand my side, they don’t understand my pride
Me and my niggas out for blood, you and your niggas 'bout to die
I can’t show a nigga love, he ain’t ready for the slide
Said I can’t show a nigga love if he ain’t ready for the slide
He ain’t turnt up like me, he ain’t on tip like I
Get a burnt up white T, get to fucking with my squad