Pissed Off Lyrics

(Gang gang) (Vttttww)

(Gang gang) (Bow bow bow bow bow bow bow) (Vttttww)

(Shhh)(Word)

(Long long my shordy shit man)

(You already know what the fuck going on)

(Long live the mob man you know it's free the guys bitch)

I was riding through the riding through the block with a glock with a stock

Fifty clip plus a beam wit a switch (Go)

If you dissing my brother get hit

Got a 4 nick on deck I ain't tucking from shit

I was sliding on f now I'm lit (I'm lit)

Glock a guitar got me drumming and shit (I'm lit)

Say she in love got a thumb in that bitch

I ain't playing no bap I be bussing that bitch but look

Since a nigga want smoke with a young nigga pull up get hit show no love cause I lack trust (I lack trust)

Send em ten through the rental he wanna be tuff push da car let a fuck nigga act up (Let's go bow bow bow)

Fuck around thru the E and get clapped up (Clapped up)

222 out the coupe since a lil nigga act tuff (Since a lil nigga act tuff)

Put the switch on the glock told em back up (Back up)

I was down for a minute fucked around got my racks up (Word)

Niggas be tuff but be tucking they tails trynna knock off his taco with all of these shells (Gang)

Think I'm a demon the way I spit heat on a beat you'll think that I'm going to hell (Let's go)

Using my feet fuck I look in jail (Let's go)

I was hopping them fences free Shacky foreal (Free Shacky bitch)

I got my niggas you know all the whips push to start aint no key they wouldn't know how that feel (Ahaha)

I'm on the block pushing weight in the striker remember that night serving feins with the junkies

I was down bad I broke then a bitch I was trapping now I'm rapping to make me sum money

They be on dick and plus all the hoes love me

They see that rosetta stone now they want to fuck me

If I hit you swear to god you was lucky cause half of these lil bitty bitches can't touch me (Ahaha)

I'm in the coupe I told Rocket to drop it no top when I'm sliding with gang ain't no stopping

Fuck a stop sign fuck a red light fuck all of that lil shit it's beef best believe that we sliding

Ain't tucking shit ask the guys I ain't hiding

Keep a Beretta wherever I'm riding (Let's go)

Opps steady capping they steady be lying

If I catch one in traffic then somebody dying (Gang)

Ain't with the talking so fuck em if I catch em I'ma squeeze best believe we gone buss em

You know we be ready to rumble (Bitch)

Like wwe 6-1-9 what I'm clutching

All of lil shordy's clutching a drac

All of my lil shordy's stay out the way

Swear that my lil shordy's keeping they space

I can make a phone call and they up in your' face bitch