SOCKS

[?] County, 911, what's the address of—

Sir is there any serious bleeding

I said yes, bro

Okay, is he completely alert?

Is he what?

Is he completely alert?

Do you hear him? Do you not hear this man, bro?

Sir, I'm asking you, is he completely alert?

He's neutralized—

Are you with him now?

He's neutralized until you guys get here

Uh (Pooh, you a fool for this one), yeah, yeah, bitch

I end up hitting that hoe in my socks

(Oh lord, Jetson made another one)

Getting into it with one shoe on

Hitting that hoe in my socks

Popping shit how I pop it, uh

Riding around with that Glock, yeah

Talking shit like my mama

Ready to hit like my pops

Come fuck around with me, fuck around with me, you gone fuck around, get shot

I ain't giving warnings to niggas, I'm stepping

Pull out that forty on niggas and Uh

Pull out that forty on niggas and bless 'em

If you good with the lord then I'll send you to Heaven

If not go to hell lil' nigga

Trigger happy, I'ma drop shells lil nigga

Bond money, we don't fuck with jail lil nigga

Anybody 'round me pay the bail and go get 'em

Hope that hating shit working out

The black and the white people all on my dick 'cause I'm versatile

It's Baby, that nigga you heard about

I fucked on her, she a squirter now

I like how she talk, I'm in love with her

I'm kidding, say whatever to get that lil kitty

Niggas ever ain't tripping on titties

Take this bread and go get me a glizzy

Fuck bitches, get money, got it tatted on my thighs

I see every time a nigga shitting

Except the ones that caught the pounds like my first baby mama

And still my lil gangsta give me remy

Bitch, I been player, niggas silly

If she come earning some stripes, I might let her spend the night

Keeping on one of my Nikes, freaking three hoes like a dyke

Yeah, yeah

Getting into it with one shoe on

Hitting that hoe in my socks

Popping shit how I pop it, uh

Riding around with that Glock, yeah

Talking shit like my mama

Ready to hit like my pops

Come fuck around with me, fuck around with me

You gone fuck around and get shot

Watch how you talk to me, please, I get angry

I get angry like my brother G

I was little, I pissed in the bed

Sleep head to toe with my big brother Reef

I don't care how the fuck I go out, I bet it won't be 'bout no motherfucking freak

When I said I go out, I ain't talking 'bout dying

I ain't leaving no sooner than seventy three

I pulled up Chevelle, that's a seventy two

I do everything way better than you

Bitch ass niggas, I ain't caring what you do

Bitch ass nigga, I ain't scary I'ma shoot

Bitch get missing, I ain't caring if she cute

Nah for real, probably keep it too real

Ain't no secret can't keep my lil chill

Niggas gone eat dick just to keep that lil deal

Lost twenty million for keeping it real

Bitch, I ain't even tripping, I don't give a fuck, about no money

Long as I could take care of all my children

All of my nieces, nephews, mama, and cousins

They ain't yelling free Dashmond then it's fuck 'em

I just shot my bae mama some money, and told her I love her I'm thuggin

I'ma end up—

Getting into it with one shoe on

Hitting that hoe in my socks

Popping shit how I pop it, uh

Riding around with that Glock, yeah

Talking shit like my mama

Ready to hit like my pops

Come fuck around with me, fuck around with me

You gone fuck around and get shot, nigga