Alarm Songtext

Clip gon' go off like alarm, huh
Tell that bitch I don't mean hard (Hard)
Pull up on him with the mop (You bitch)
Load up the chopper and shoot him (Shoot)
Load up that chopper and shoot (And shoot)
Load up that chopper and shoot (For real)
Don't give no fuck about you (Yeah)
My nigga bang SuWoo (SuWoo)
My nigga said get it true
Fuck with the clique and you're doomed
Do what we want her to do
We gon' cook bro, look like Oodles, yeah
We gon' control her like voodoo, brrat

We gon' bontrol her like voodoo
Put him in some doodoo, then turn that lil' bitch to some mud
Nigga what the fuck, huh? (Huh)
Chopper turn a nigga into dust
I, I heard another one bit the dust and his ass got killed
I heard them niggas talkin' 'bout Lil Melly ain't worth 2.9 mil' Lil' bitch, get out of my business (My business)
Lil' bitch, go worry 'bout your feelings (Your feelings)
Fuck on your bitch in a Bentley (A Bentley)
Giuseppe, Louis, and Givenchy (Givenchy)
Damn, bitches scream Melly when I walk through the entrance
Canary yellow diamonds like whoa whoa
You freaky bitches snitch to the polo
Wait, whoops, wait
These freaky bitches snitch to the po-po
Bounce on that dick like a pogo
We ridin' splatt, fuck that stolo
We ridin' motherfuckin' Range Rove'
Hold up, wait a minute, like yeah

Storin', huh
Fuck on your bitch in a foreign, huh
Water my diamonds like orange
Clip gon' go off like alarm, huh
Tell that bitch I don't mean hard (Hard)
Pull up on him with the mop (You bitch)
Load up the chopper and shoot him (It's lit)
Load up that chopper and shoot (Glock with a dick)
Load up that chopper and shoot (For real)
Don't give no fuck about you (For real)
My nigga bang SuWoo (What?)
My nigga said get it true (What?)
Fuck with the clique and you're doomed (For life)
Do what we want her to do (For life)
We gon' cook bro, look like Oodles, yeah (Stripes)
We gon' control her like voodoo, brrat (All about stripes, yeah)

You know I'm a robber, rapper
Car jacker, trapper, ain't never been an actor
You know what it is from the jump
Keep it real with the stick in the front of the trunk
I got weed, I got blunts, what you wanna do?
And if she don't, fuck it, it's somethin' wrong with you
Bitch, come and suck on it slow (Slow)
Go 'head and suck on it faster, boo
I pulled up on 'em in foreign cars
This shit right here is a foreign car
Like over, over, these hoes think we Sosa
Pull up in that Rover, cookin' up that yola
I don't wanna go with her, she too controlling (Like me)
She wan' VVS's, yeah, she wan' make it wet (Wet)
She say she like my Benz (Benz)
Bitch wanna fuck my friends (Friends)
Bitch wanna ride in the Wraith (Wraith)
Bitch wanna fuck my gang (Gang)
Bitch wanna wear my chain (Yeah)
Bitch, if you want some fame (For real)
Bitch wanna hold my Glock (Lil' bitch)
Bitch better suck my cock (My dick)
Pull up on a motherfuckin' opp (An opp)
Playin' games, pussy nigga, fuck the opps (Fuck the opps)
Blood Gang, pussy bitch, fuck the cops (Fuck the cops)
Blood Gang, pussy bitch, fuck the bops (Fuck the bops)
Hit that bitch then I tell her to stop (Stop)
Suck the dick and whenever you slop (Ain't a slop)
Suck that dick but your daddy around (Around)
Pulled up on her, she know I'm a rapper (Yeah)
You know I'm a robber, rapper
Car jacker, trapper, ain't never been an actor
You know what it is from the jump
Keep it real with the stick in the front of the trunk
I got weed

Young Nigga World
Buy your bitch diamonds and pearls and she fuck on the whole mark
Man fuck that, Young Nigga World for life, everybody know what time it is