"Remington" lyrics
(Bitch ass nigga)
Fuck, fuck, fuck
(Get boomed, nigga)
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Mp5, mp5
Put another hole in the wall, I'm punchin'
Nigga walk up, fake clip and then we pack his ass
I ain't got shit in my bag, but the [?]
Shots in the stomach crawl up like a tummy tuck
I ain't call the police, see the opps and I'm runnin' up
Everytime we expand, hit the salt on a [?] one
Rob a nigga ass, we gotta chase him like the buzz coming
Make a nigga whole foot sop, I don't pull out money
Last thing's on the blue script, leave dirty-handed
Pussy nigga full of Colt, think that he takin' something
Hop side, bitty gon' run like it's Chester wife
When I saw the spot, left the plant, throwin' shit around
Pussy nigga not with the gang, nigga, sit down
Clip pokin' out the fuckin' ground, the bitch jump around
Handprints on the nigga shit, it been passed around
Get out with the fit, a clip, I got a Lebanon
Sleek in the well, make a pallet, it's fuckin' high
When in the fuck [?] go inside
Told her tap, man, I'll freestyle, take anything
[?] is just inked up like Lil Wayne
Pull up to the scene, still, it missin', wearin' 2 Chainz
Y'all nigga too trench, I don't post up at the blue flame
Hop out, your partner done, you need a new gang
Punch your fuckin' head in if you walk up on me
Get off a G-force, I can't even see nothin'
Everyday, I'm droppin' hits, I'ma keep money
Pussy nigga put down the blicks, I'ma beat some
They beat is slimy, in the whip, got the seat jumpin'
Watch out, when I'm in the street, might tell somethin'
Way the bitch fuck on a leech, she ain't got tea
Chase a nigga out and down the street, he in the hot seat
Pushin' up in the Stolo, we at a party beat
Trade my old Glock with lil' bro, it took a part of me
Tap in with the gunsmith, artillery
Cappin' like they'll understand me, I'm illiterate
Smokin' zoo with a lion, don't fear me
On the side, keep on dyin', they know it
And they still get to die, give a fuck 'bout your storage
They turn to ash, it figure, freeze it with gun
I get out drugs in these fuckin' AF1s
I got the motherfucker rollin', this shit goin'
Hit the ho, she won't see me no more like John
Give motherfucker platinum, wantin' a one
Mp5, mp5
Fuck, fuck, fuck
(Get boomed, nigga)
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Mp5, mp5
Put another hole in the wall, I'm punchin'
Nigga walk up, fake clip and then we pack his ass
I ain't got shit in my bag, but the [?]
Shots in the stomach crawl up like a tummy tuck
I ain't call the police, see the opps and I'm runnin' up
Everytime we expand, hit the salt on a [?] one
Rob a nigga ass, we gotta chase him like the buzz coming
Make a nigga whole foot sop, I don't pull out money
Last thing's on the blue script, leave dirty-handed
Pussy nigga full of Colt, think that he takin' something
Hop side, bitty gon' run like it's Chester wife
When I saw the spot, left the plant, throwin' shit around
Pussy nigga not with the gang, nigga, sit down
Clip pokin' out the fuckin' ground, the bitch jump around
Handprints on the nigga shit, it been passed around
Get out with the fit, a clip, I got a Lebanon
Sleek in the well, make a pallet, it's fuckin' high
When in the fuck [?] go inside
Told her tap, man, I'll freestyle, take anything
[?] is just inked up like Lil Wayne
Pull up to the scene, still, it missin', wearin' 2 Chainz
Y'all nigga too trench, I don't post up at the blue flame
Hop out, your partner done, you need a new gang
Punch your fuckin' head in if you walk up on me
Get off a G-force, I can't even see nothin'
Everyday, I'm droppin' hits, I'ma keep money
Pussy nigga put down the blicks, I'ma beat some
They beat is slimy, in the whip, got the seat jumpin'
Watch out, when I'm in the street, might tell somethin'
Way the bitch fuck on a leech, she ain't got tea
Chase a nigga out and down the street, he in the hot seat
Pushin' up in the Stolo, we at a party beat
Trade my old Glock with lil' bro, it took a part of me
Tap in with the gunsmith, artillery
Cappin' like they'll understand me, I'm illiterate
Smokin' zoo with a lion, don't fear me
On the side, keep on dyin', they know it
And they still get to die, give a fuck 'bout your storage
They turn to ash, it figure, freeze it with gun
I get out drugs in these fuckin' AF1s
I got the motherfucker rollin', this shit goin'
Hit the ho, she won't see me no more like John
Give motherfucker platinum, wantin' a one
Mp5, mp5
