Carry It !

Look bitch i carry them weapons all type of them shits Got glocks all type of them shits fn on the side of the hip Red dot right on top of that bitch, so when i blow this lil bitch i won't miss Them hollows gone rip thru your shit she a thot yea she hoeing and shit showing love She gonna blow you a kiss! She a thot she gonna blow you a kiss all the hoes that i got they don't miss What they want them bitches gonna get she be lurking she walking the strip Thirty shot all you niggas could get it, and she always on point like a pivot When she talking niggas better listen or end up in one of them ditches What I'm saying is niggas ain't playin' act up and i'm shooting and spraying Do his body like batter i bake him John wic when i up it and aim it Fuck a vest tryna leave that boy brainless left his lil ass shivering shaking Doa that boy ain't gonna make it Full of holes for thinking he gangster Boy i walk around with them cannons, but knowing the glocks could manage The g on my chest yeah is branded, knowing the opps can't stand me So when i pull up don't panic, got that boy stuck where he standing Headshot he posing for cameras now he famous he on a bandana Bitch i carry them weapons all type of them shits Got glocks all type of them shits fn on the side of the hip Red dot right on top of that bitch so when i blow this lil bitch i won't miss Them hollows gone rip thru your shit she a thot yea she hoeing and shit showing love She gonna blow you a kiss! Bitch i carry them weapons all type of them shits Got glocks all type of them shits fn on the side of the hip Red dot right on top of that bitch so when i blow this lil bitch i won't miss Them hollows gone rip thru your shit she a thot yea she hoeing and shit showing love She gonna blow you a kiss! She pull up she gonna act like she missed you, when is on to the next she dismiss you She a real bitch yea she handle her issues, an when drama arrive she bringing her Friends too One of them bitches named nine one of them bitches named deuce And if i make one of them calls them bitches they know what to do They bully the hood they can't stand them, got all these niggas in panic Baby Dee when she up it they scrambling, Reggie bush how they up it and ran it Track star had him running a forty ain't no more smoke man this shit getting boring All my bitches they love and adore me, is a problem i call on my shorties Yea niggas see me all up in the streets now they Ghandi they keeping the peace Mlk now these boys wanna preach cause I'm leaving these niggas deceased Pat riley bitch i carry that heat came thru niggas block an they leaving Niggas looking all scared when they seen him sending niggas souls up meet jesus Bitch i carry them weapons all type of them shits Got glocks all type of them shits fn on the side of the hip Red dot right on top of that bitch so when i blow this lil bitch i won't miss Them hollows gone rip thru your shit she a thot yea she hoeing and shit showing love She gonna blow you a kiss! Bitch i carry them weapons all type of them shits Got glocks all type of them shits fn on the side of the hip Red dot right on top of that bitch so when i blow this lil bitch i won't miss Them hollows gone rip thru your shit she a thot yea she hoeing and shit showing love She gonna blow you a kiss!