"Balls To The Wall" lyrics

Cook that shit up, Quay!
Heat 'em up, let 'em dry like a raisin
Let that ho fall, ain't no ho savin'
Bitch!
Comethazine in this bitch and I'm piped the fuck up

Heat 'em up, let 'em dry like a raisin
Let that ho fall, ain't no ho savin'
Balls to the wall, go batshit crazy
I ain't trippin' at all, 'cause I brought the 380
Cut like this 'cause a OG waitin' (Bitch)
We spin blocks up in the old Mercedes (Oh, yeah)
We tote Glocks to see another day (Yeah)
They tell to my face, they ain't got nothin' to say

Showed her the d-, showed her the dick and that little bitch ate it
556 to the face of who hatin'
And I can jack it off, no masturbation (Oh, yeah)
I said "Boy, what's the price of a facelift?"
I got him right in here, ain't have to pace it
Hit that man with a Russian AK clip
Knock out his noodles and sprinkle some Cajun

Heat 'em up, let 'em dry like a raisin
Let that ho fall, ain't no ho savin'
Balls to the wall, go batshit crazy
I ain't trippin' at all, 'cause I brought the 380
Cut like this 'cause a OG waitin' (Bitch)
We spin blocks up in the old Mercedes (Oh, yeah)
We tote Glocks to see another day (Yeah)
They tell to my face, they ain't got nothin' to say

Heat 'em up, let 'em dry like a raisin
Let that ho fall, ain't no ho savin'
Balls to the wall, go batshit crazy
I ain't trippin' at all, 'cause I brought the 380
Cut like this 'cause a OG waitin' (Bitch)
We spin blocks up in the old Mercedes (Oh, yeah)
We tote Glocks to see another day (Yeah)
They tell to my face, they ain't got nothin' to say