Sada Baby
Kooler Final Form
[Intro]
Hold on, hold on, now let me, uh
Pour the Wock' for sure, it's drought, it left me low on line
Forty cocked, shoulders popped, you know your homie opp
You know your homie other side, we don't fuck with dawg
You and your homies 'bout to die 'cause you fuck with dawg
Hmm, hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm, ayy
(June, you're a genius)

[Chorus]
Mmm, I'll shoot this bitch up
I'll catch a attitude and shoot this bitch up
Catch a attitude and shoot this bitch up
You know Vito big cuz, you know he know big Blood
Catch a attitude and shoot this bitch up
You know Vito big cuz, you know he know big Blood, ayy

[Verse]
Got that Lamb' for my people like I'm serving 'caine
I just re-rocked that bitch, still won't snort a thing
I just give it to a white bitch, enjoy your day
Nah, I just feed it to a white bitch, A1 yay
Plug put a package on Big Skub, it take one day
Blood get it brackin', know I'm Bool, I make my plays
Prepare the food, I'm in the kitchen, say your grace
Grab your plate, if you a fiend, you savor the taste
Dude, you don't know a damn thing 'bout the whip cook
You can't even show the Skuba how a 'script look
Workin' so much girl, I get rules out the pimp book
Bitches on the corner say I look how a pimp look
Hoes in the hood say I look like a superhero
Fuck a bitch, she catch my nut, now that's a souvenir
Bust a n***a in his eye, now he Zubaira
If I drop a bomb on a n***a, that bitch nuclear
Get to firin' on a n***a if he new here
We can't let no Donnie Brasco through here
My n***as snitchin', life in prison, my only two fears
Real n***as and ho n***as, only two tiers
He got two tears tatted on his face
But he start cryin' when D Money up that Drac'
Huh, bitch, I've been chewin', get to fuckin up this pape'
Put that bag on your head, get to fuckin' up your everything
Put that bag on your head, n***as finished
Bro, we got that bad motherfucker with the titties
Huh, I'll put some money on your people doin' a sentence
Catch a n***a baby mama leavin' out them visits
Smoking Mad Dawg Cookies, cup Wockhardt, Grimace
AR knock any n***a off the premises
Got the chop from RE, get to shootin' at my nemesis
Resident Evil in this bitch, I go zombie mode
Air this bitch out, I don't like what type of time he on
Spread this shit out, better find out what side he on
Headshot 'til the neck shot, get his body gone
Chest shot 'til his stomach shot, get his body gone
Hollow-tip through his earlobe while he on the phone
.45 to a n***a nostril, lil' snotty nose
He think it's a joke, bust a n***a in his funny bone
Huh, what he say? Nah, n***a what the fuck he on?
Hmm, nah, what the fuck he mean?
I'll cut a n***a throat, see how much he bleed
Love my trap, don't get nothin', can't touch these P's
Huh, let's shoot, pay me first, you can suck on these
Pause
Tell your bitch she can suck on these
Bitch, get on them knees
Deal with you when I'm done
Hmm, yeah, I'll kill you when I'm done
Yeah, shoot a n***a for fun
Used to have to do it for funds
Real shit, this about to be my fifth summer
Hmm, in my bity on tip, with that shit on us
Huh, we ain't beefin' with no snitch, shoot the big homies
Huh, we ain't sparin' shit, shoot the bitch on 'em
Huh, we done pulled up dark tint with that bitch on me
Hmm, thinkin' 'bout them n***as who switched on me
Hmm, fuck it, mind my business, get rich on 'em
Make 'em think every time they see you, you got a brick on you (Dude)
[Chorus]
Catch a attitude, shoot this bitch up
Hmm, hmm, shoot this bitch up, hmm, hmm
Catch a attitude and shoot this bitch up
You know Vito big cuz, you know he know big Blood
Catch a attitude and shoot this bitch up
Vito, know he big cuz, you know he know big Blood, uh
Catch a attitude and shoot this bitch up
Vito, know he big cuz, you know he know big Blood, uh (June, you're a genius)