on the floor ft. jss3 & jvsee Lyrics

I get the pack, I get it for the low If you diss on the net , we spinnin' for sure big knock on my hip, if you gettin' too close I'm sippin' on lean and I'm pourin' up

Fours, yeah, yeah We be punchin' yo shit, got your info on tor

These drugs hurt my body but I keep takin' more If I take one more, then I'm on the floor

Yeah, yeah If the opps show up, we goin' to war

Aimin at yo top , if we upping the score choppa on me and I'm lettin' it roar

I came up from nothin' that hurt to my core zay how you do it, I don't even know

I'm stackin' up bread, I'm countin' this dough choppin' spray and I don't even need to reload

Yeah, uh, I ain't reloadin' shit, yeah I made a bag, bitch, I'm rich

Bag on this head now he inna ditch I hit from the back and she higher her pitch

I walk the boy down, till her rolled inna spliff Sippin' on wok I been feelin' to itch

Walk in the house and I'm drownin' in rick, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah

We aim right for his head, aim right for his dome And bro wanna talk on the net , told bro drop his low

These 556's just gon' stretch, stretch when that boy lost his soul

And bitch, you broke my heart, but please don't call my phone

I got your ass on block, bitch, yeah jus leave me alone

I just caught some pack, now I'm in my zone, yeah, yeah, in my zone

Yeah, yeah

Catch me outside, let's see what you bout These bullets gon' rip through your motherfuckin' mouth

I slide thru the block these bullets fly thru yo house We came from the ghetto, we came from the drought

But now I count up the racks I'm smokin' on gas, I'm smokin' on thrax

I roll up the kush, it's straight out the pack He runnin' to me, he better not lack, he better not lack

XD on my hip, my opps hella broke go invest in a grip

I'm spinnin' with Zay n he shoot at the whip I just bought a new Glock, I extended the clip

I roll up a wood and I pour up a four I told him pull up, he was never gon' show

Tracks on my feet, love the way that they glow I trust in my gun, give a fuck bout a hoe