"Issa Bakkdoh" lyrics

Fuck, fuck, fuck
Ayy watch out, ayy watch out
Ayy watch out
Ayy what the fuck
Y'all ain't even come on this bih'
I'm in-, I'm on the side of the road
What happenin' bih'?
I'm in- I'm in the striker whip
I'm in- I got 2 3 guns on me, gloves
2-2-2 gloves on me, I got

And I think I got switch out my glove
Told lil' twin "don't wet up the club"
I think me and the stick in love
Smoke walkin' in my hood, they rob it
I ain't smoke shit all day, I'm thrivin'
I ain't got no license, I ain't 'posed to be drivin'
Nigga wan' on beat, he too busy vibin'
Headshot fuck up yo' cut, Dennis Rodman
Drank it give me a gut, sit inside me
Pop out wit' gang, I pop out wit' [?]
Still havin' aim, I hit sum' if it's crowded
Drank got me fucked up, got me drowsy
Dice game scam me I buck for my backends
I took the play down like gimme a second
Ran away with the za in my jacket
Shortcut, [?] we got ratchet
I took them boys on a lick, I'm the blackest
Think he the dopehead, we pullin' that dope in
Sneakin' my Glock in the club and my dope in
Nigga think I'm drink out the pint, is you jokin'?
Real trench boy, run in ya' house when it get open
I tried to door dash some bullets
I was too geeked on that drank I realize
Flashlight on that boy, that boy got the deer eyes