AR70 Songtext
Gang violence crash course
Real trap shit
Spider Gang
DJ Dark One
Eddison
Wait, uh, I gotta wait
I step on the block, I step on his face
We fry up an opp, we makin' him pay
We don't talk to cops, we don't conversate
Real trap shit
Spider Gang
DJ Dark One
Eddison
Wait, uh, I gotta wait
I step on the block, I step on his face
We fry up an opp, we makin' him pay
We don't talk to cops, we don't conversate
I'm standin' outside with my motherfuckin' sticks
And I fuck on his bitch, tell her "Have a good day"
When I walk in the cut, he get turned into dust if he keep on talkin' 'bout the gang
I just bought two AR-70's
With two bitches and they are heavenly (Uh)
One off the Quaalude, one off the Hennessy (Uh)
That's like a hundred a pill, I need tеn at least (Uh)
I own a massive estatе out in Tennessee (Uh)
Got a new bitch and she told me she Lebanese (Uh)
If he talk shit, I play chess like it's centerpiece (Uh)
Every violent encounter end in piece (Uh)
I just bought like three M70's (Uh)
She want that coconut butt like the 70s (Uh)
I have a hundred and seventy enemies and every one of them has given head to me
Fuck on your grandma, that bitch was seventy
When I pull up, they be sucking me mentally
I'm in the trap, movin' that weight like an apple just fell on me
Make sure these tattletales do not tell on me Walk in the room, both my pockets is felonies
What in the fuck you gon' tell to me, lil' bitch?
I got dope, you can tell by the smell on me, lil' bitch
Okay, I got a MAC but that Dell on me, lil' bitch
We sendin' choppa bullets to your chromosome
I was made in the 90s, like Home Alone
I'm doin' ninety while I'm lookin' at my phone
If you're two-ninety, then you are too fat to bone
I am feeling really wonderful at the moment
If you sent the pack, then we're waiting for that to come
I just made a hundred racks, I am so ecstatic
If you're hating on Spider Gang, then you're a faggot
Your gun will not shoot as fast with that attachment
My AR70 loaded and maggot blastin'
SM70 loaded and ratatatin'
Shoot all your enemies so you can bag and tag it
Runnin' shit up when I swear that I overlapped it
And these niggas pussy and they always cappin' (Uh)
I'm like a rabbit, nigga, 'cause I'm cabbage havin'
Keep on yappin' as me 'cause I'm palace havin' (Uh)
[?], nigga, that's ridin' dragons
Choppa got a cup holder, uh
I like bitches that much older, uh
I got nothin' to run from, so I step
Big Glock twenty-eight shots left 'cause we put two shots in his head
I put like three shots in his leg, so that's like twenty-seven shots left
Money counter go beep
When we pull up, we kill 'em, we make sure that that nigga is dead (Uh)
You the word that's gonna be at the end (Uh)
I made it sure 'cause that nigga is
Eddison
And I fuck on his bitch, tell her "Have a good day"
When I walk in the cut, he get turned into dust if he keep on talkin' 'bout the gang
I just bought two AR-70's
With two bitches and they are heavenly (Uh)
One off the Quaalude, one off the Hennessy (Uh)
That's like a hundred a pill, I need tеn at least (Uh)
I own a massive estatе out in Tennessee (Uh)
Got a new bitch and she told me she Lebanese (Uh)
If he talk shit, I play chess like it's centerpiece (Uh)
Every violent encounter end in piece (Uh)
I just bought like three M70's (Uh)
She want that coconut butt like the 70s (Uh)
I have a hundred and seventy enemies and every one of them has given head to me
Fuck on your grandma, that bitch was seventy
When I pull up, they be sucking me mentally
I'm in the trap, movin' that weight like an apple just fell on me
Make sure these tattletales do not tell on me Walk in the room, both my pockets is felonies
What in the fuck you gon' tell to me, lil' bitch?
I got dope, you can tell by the smell on me, lil' bitch
Okay, I got a MAC but that Dell on me, lil' bitch
We sendin' choppa bullets to your chromosome
I was made in the 90s, like Home Alone
I'm doin' ninety while I'm lookin' at my phone
If you're two-ninety, then you are too fat to bone
I am feeling really wonderful at the moment
If you sent the pack, then we're waiting for that to come
I just made a hundred racks, I am so ecstatic
If you're hating on Spider Gang, then you're a faggot
Your gun will not shoot as fast with that attachment
My AR70 loaded and maggot blastin'
SM70 loaded and ratatatin'
Shoot all your enemies so you can bag and tag it
Runnin' shit up when I swear that I overlapped it
And these niggas pussy and they always cappin' (Uh)
I'm like a rabbit, nigga, 'cause I'm cabbage havin'
Keep on yappin' as me 'cause I'm palace havin' (Uh)
[?], nigga, that's ridin' dragons
Choppa got a cup holder, uh
I like bitches that much older, uh
I got nothin' to run from, so I step
Big Glock twenty-eight shots left 'cause we put two shots in his head
I put like three shots in his leg, so that's like twenty-seven shots left
Money counter go beep
When we pull up, we kill 'em, we make sure that that nigga is dead (Uh)
You the word that's gonna be at the end (Uh)
I made it sure 'cause that nigga is
Eddison
