Bjack - oopsie

We break you down like some fractions
We break you down like an improper action
Big mouth witha big Glock talking gun play
Ever since I hit the block i make u niggas run away
I got some killaz on my pay day and shit
You be calling niggas screaming may day shit
You know the money make the player haters stay legit
I be takin all the swag and talkin Hella shit
That nigga started talking crazy now he on my dick
I got a lot of problems talk some shit you will get hit
When I talk shit get lit
Don't talk to cops Dats it
Or You might fuck around and catch a slug up in this bitch
I roll with the gang and Tha westside love it
Put away the Glock we can't have Dat in public
And we won't stop until we get that shit jumpin Yeah
We not gonna stop till we go get our first one
When u see the light mother fucker don't try to run
And You know it's us you can tell the barrel of the gun pew pew we do this shit for fun
You Niggas Never won
You niggas always lose
You niggas all bruised
Making money Making pesos
Stacking money like some Legos
Nigga i love my Eggos
Eggo like waffles
Leggo my topple
Niggas Tryna play with the Eiffel topple
Till they get hit with that bobble bobble
Flobel gobble Scab Anable
When the war is done, and the war is won
You protected the princesses but still didn't get none
But you know that shits not over
Were in the middle of October
Everytime i come around dis nigga
I don't give no fucks I'm still Makin bucks
Every time i come around this nigga in the back of his head he's thinking fuck
I Know this nigga scared
Oh no now that nigga scared call your mommy she'll care
I just wanna keep it fair this shit is not every day this is a rare display
Aye, Call Yo nigga he got hit two times in the face

Written by:
Jarred Jackson

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