"Armed & Dangerous" lyrics
"Armed & Dangerous"
Wa, Wa, Wa
Let's go, Let's go, Let's go
Young wild niggas, we armed and dangerous
Ski mask on, we facin' shit
Get the drop on him, we spinnin' it
You start some smoke, we finish it
The shit they do, been did that shit
Niggas shootin' at opps and kids and shit
Ain't got no aim, tell 'em quit that shit
Catch my opp, won't miss that bitch
Catch my opp, won't miss that bitch
We been slidin' all day, tryna t-shirt shit
When we popped ole dude, he had seen that shit
Fuck all the opps and I mean that shit
Heard a nigga had spint, couldn't believe that shit
But we slid right back, tryna kill that bitch
Tryna zip lil dude, make 'em feel that shit
He got shot, went to screamin' and shit
Pop my opp, put a tag on his toe
He ain't kill shit, why he talkin' 'bout the score
Glock on go, everywhere I go
Was smokin' out the zip, now I'm smokin' out the bowl
Chase a nigga down when he comin' out the store
Crack a nigga head, leave his brains on the floor
Whole lotta opps, and we popped like four
Used to be gang 'til that fuck nigga told
All of my niggas, we wild and wreckless
I had the Glock when I flew out to Texas
All of my niggas, we real deal steppin'
Bitch you gon' die if you reach for my neckless
Blew at the opps, [?] you know we can't help it
Ran up that bag and broke bread, I ain't selfish
Shot up his car, made him duck, then he wrecked it
We spinnin' on shit, tell them niggas accept it
Sneak dissin' the bitches but never address it
Pop me a opp 'fore I sent him a message
Shot up his block, he weren't there, it was hectic
Blew at his homie, we taught him a lesson
Wrap me a opp like a Christmas present
Bitch in the room, ass up wide naked
Hit off the perc, tryna see if she can take it
Couldn't take no dick, talm 'bout she pregnant
Fleeing the scene 'fore I get arrested
SRT, too hard to catch it
Smoke good dope, I know you smell it
Blitz my opps, hot shit they felt it
Old school box, yeah this a Chevy
All my opps gettin' smoked, we ready
All that smoke, yeah we inhale it
Pack too strong, can't drive, we [?] it
Drum on the chop, that bitch too heavy
Watch what you claim, you get killed if you reppin' it
Get the drop on the opps, we gon' be there in seconds
Spot me a opp, he will later regret it
Get killed for your mans, we gon' open your melon
Opp on the Glock, now it's time to go sell it
These niggas act gangsta, get caught, they gon' tell it
Pop out the cuts, shootin' shit like Stephen Curry
Naught a new Glock, 'cause the olds got dirty
Slide on the opps wit' the chop, we lurkin'
Hid for a week, but we still out searchin'
Catch 'em in traffic, we closin' his curtains
Still Fiendin' for bodies, bro told me "I'm thirsty"
Been spinnin' all night, niggas know we purgin'
Dozin' off wok, up in traffic, I'm swervin'
Switch on the Glock, hit his block, it was urgent
Young wild niggas, we armed and dangerous
Ski mask on, we facin' shit
Get the drop on him, we spinnin' it
You start some smoke, we finish it
The shit they do, been did that shit
Niggas shootin' at opps and kids and shit
Ain't got no aim, tell 'em quit that shit
Catch my opp, won't miss that bitch
Catch my opp, won't miss that bitch
We been slidin' all day, tryna t-shirt shit
When we popped ole dude, he had seen that shit
Fuck all the opps and I mean that shit
Heard a nigga had spint, couldn't believe that shit
But we slid right back, tryna kill that bitch
Tryna zip lil dude, make 'em feel that shit
He got shot, went to screamin' and shit
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album:
"What It's Gone Take For Them To Notice Me" (2022)
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