"Head Bop" lyrics
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
Ayy, ayy, bitch
Ay, bitch
Gang
Gang
You ain't never seen a nigga head bop from that chop
You don't know these 223's gon' shake the whole fuckin' car
Hit a nigga ass up, when we slide down his block
Tell him pick his mans up, yeah he got hit wit' the chop
Make him lean wit' it [?], .30 make him diddy-bop
I got fifty in this bitch, whatchu think this titty for?
I get busy with this bitch, whatchu think this glizzy for?
AR wit' the coolin' kit the draco come and sweep it up
Bend a nigga block broad day
Chase his ass down like we in a hallway
Face that fuckin' clown and just leave his ass stank
Draco whole blow off your nose just like the hole in my sink
I been gettin' money pussy nigga watchu think?
Take the dirty money, get it clean and set it in my bank
And any opp that ever ran just know het got his ass chased
Shout out to that [?]
Bitch we stand on business we gon' kick down the door
I lay everybody down and put this beam on his nose
Make it rain shells and leave them bodies on the floor
Yo' homeboy fuckin' on yo bitch so why you speakin' on my bro?
Somebody [?] she gave the whole gang throat
You know this .44 got a dick I let the whole thing go
I never lack I keep my shit you know a nigga can't go
Me and bronem' doin' hits go outta' town and change clothes
You ain't never seen a nigga head bop from that chop
You don't know these 223's gon' shake the whole fuckin' car
Hit a nigga ass up, when we slide down his block
Tell him pick his mans up, yeah he got hit wit' the chop
Make him lean wit' it [?], .30 make him diddy-bop
I got fifty in this bitch, whatchu think this titty for?
I get busy with this bitch, whatchu think this glizzy for?
AR wit' the coolin' kit the draco come and sweep it up
Ayy, ayy, bitch
Ay, bitch
Gang
Gang
You ain't never seen a nigga head bop from that chop
You don't know these 223's gon' shake the whole fuckin' car
Hit a nigga ass up, when we slide down his block
Tell him pick his mans up, yeah he got hit wit' the chop
Make him lean wit' it [?], .30 make him diddy-bop
I got fifty in this bitch, whatchu think this titty for?
I get busy with this bitch, whatchu think this glizzy for?
AR wit' the coolin' kit the draco come and sweep it up
Bend a nigga block broad day
Chase his ass down like we in a hallway
Face that fuckin' clown and just leave his ass stank
Draco whole blow off your nose just like the hole in my sink
I been gettin' money pussy nigga watchu think?
Take the dirty money, get it clean and set it in my bank
And any opp that ever ran just know het got his ass chased
Shout out to that [?]
Bitch we stand on business we gon' kick down the door
I lay everybody down and put this beam on his nose
Make it rain shells and leave them bodies on the floor
Yo' homeboy fuckin' on yo bitch so why you speakin' on my bro?
Somebody [?] she gave the whole gang throat
You know this .44 got a dick I let the whole thing go
I never lack I keep my shit you know a nigga can't go
Me and bronem' doin' hits go outta' town and change clothes
You ain't never seen a nigga head bop from that chop
You don't know these 223's gon' shake the whole fuckin' car
Hit a nigga ass up, when we slide down his block
Tell him pick his mans up, yeah he got hit wit' the chop
Make him lean wit' it [?], .30 make him diddy-bop
I got fifty in this bitch, whatchu think this titty for?
I get busy with this bitch, whatchu think this glizzy for?
AR wit' the coolin' kit the draco come and sweep it up
