NLE Choppa
Fire In The Booth
[Part 2]
You try this whip (Huh), get a ticket to god n***a
You see this clip? (Come on)
I can buss through them all n***a
N***as know I'm Crip (Ooo Woo), I'm a certified member
Get a shot for this, get a shot for that, n***a we bartenders
Getting head in the whip, skrt pull up [?] red defender
5 percent tint, you can't even see when she twist a n***a
This Glock came registered to me, damn near sex offender
Turn a tough n***a to a bitch n***a, this glizzy a [?]
Who sent them
Judge said that I'm guilty, I might be
Play Hide and Seek when they indict me
Court side with a nick like Spike Lee
Diamonds on me, getting froze like Ice Cream
Need a charger, not for my phone, my beam dead
Okay, n***a say he Deebo round the hood, my gun Craig okay
Paramedics can't find his pulse, he not dead?
Momma on the scene like "No way baby boy was a saint"
You don't want smoke, cigarette
Couple shots to his body, Silhouette
N***as say he ain't die like what?
Gotta load up then spin back
N***as always saying don't lack, next day get turnt to a pack
N***as always saying snitch K, be the main n***as writing in the paper
Bullet knock his head off, we shape em
N***as sent a shot, bro they grazed em