[Chorus: Lil' Wyte]

(sniff sniff) Don't be fuckin wit these killers on that good dope

(sniff sniff) Don't be fuckin wit these killers on that good dope

(sniff sniff) Don't be fuckin wit these killers on that good dope

(sniff sniff) Don't be fuckin wit these killers on that good dope

Getcha dawgs off me move bitch, Getcha dawgs off me move bitch

Getcha dawgs off me move bitch, Getcha dawgs off me move bitch

Getcha dawgs off me move bitch, Getcha dawgs off me move bitch



[Lil' Wyte]

This Is a lyrical IndenTION, rollin wit some big GUNS

Mystical attenTION, sudden comprehenSION

Rollin wit a fine ho, don't hate cuz she mine yo

All you cheesy chicken heads can catch up wit yo kind ho

I can make a hit yo, do you really want it no

I'm gonna be up in yo head till I make you sick whoa

I represent in the bay, could give a fuck what you say

All the minors wishin to be made cuz they to young to play

I can break yo bone oww, I can pull a ? bloaw

I can have you screamin telling me when you gonna come now

This will make your heart stop, have you reaching for your glock

This series countinues as I got plenty mo in my stock

I'm crunker than the club how? 5th of palmason? Wow

Catch me at the hotel smoked out stealin all the towels

Yall bitches aint fading me when you act disgracefully

I cant help it you're a discruntful employee hatin me



[Chorus]



[Lil' Wyte]

Now put this in yo mind, keep it close behind

All the fatal memorys you've been counting in yo head for time

I Like to get high I get drunk and I might let it slide

Catch me on a zanax different atmosphere, its do or die

Walkin in the club fucked up, mission to take yo bitch

Hopin you gonna speak of one word, when I approach yo bitch

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