Stand On Top Em

Yeah, ayy, ayy, yeah
Ayy, stand on top of his bitch ass, yeah
Ayy, stand on- uh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ayy, stand on top of his bitch ass, get him gone
Chase cuh, popped the nigga for poppin' it on my phone
I ain't playin' with you niggas, Gales, you know what I'm on?
Strapped up and hit that bitch like I just threw a Trojan on
Ayy, G member, I know I got B's, I ain't explainin' shit
Might throw my cape on, you got cheese, but if you broke, I can't save the bitch
I don't reply back to Gales, 'cause I'm spankin' him
Y'all say y'all slide, but y'all keep on checkin' out, this shit ain't makin' sense

But beat that bitch up
Facetime the Gz at 3 a.m., she tryna get fucked
Billy ain't never slid, like really bro, he never did a skit once
Got blood on they side, it's jurious, we got them Crips touched
You ain't got a body, you ain't nobody Jz
I love my bro from Jordan Court, we done really tapped a face
Ain't finna argue with no city niggas, check the murder rate
Heard them Samoans from the funk givin' you problems in the Bay
Ayy, free Greasy, nigga
Finna take you to killin' school and I'ma teach you niggas
Whipped it out so fuckin' fast that he ain't even see the pistol
V8 and Maybach's sound like a diesel in it
All Glocks and chops give you a band if you see a Smith &'
We all got a body, you ain't got one? Sucks to be you
Ayy, Joyride to strike through Scrib', I ain't see dude
Yeah, rockin' Glock without the switch like rockin' moissanites
Ayy, spin the 5, after that we through the 3 too

Ayy, stand on top of his bitch ass, get him gone
Chase cuh, popped the nigga for poppin' it on my phone
I ain't playin' with you niggas, Gales, you know what I'm on?
Strapped up and hit that bitch like I just threw a Trojan on
Ayy, G member, I know I got B's, I ain't explainin' shit
Might throw my cape on, you got cheese, but if you broke, I can't save the bitch
I don't reply back to Gales, 'cause I'm spankin' him
Y'all say y'all slide, but y'all keep on checkin' out, this shit ain't makin' sense