Hook:
n*ggas say they shootin
But they missin
Everytime I shoot
I got precision
She be like baby
Why you trippin
I ain't tryna listen
Muddy what I'm SIPPIN
She say can you eat it
While it's drippin
Told her I ain't tryna eat it til it's Christmas
She got mad
Then the b*tch started b*tchin
Told her that her face gone need fixin
Verse:
Damn Lil calloway why you gotta do that
Ridin round broward county
In a new splack
Picked up that Lil thottie
Where her dude at
Gave her di*k
Here n*gga get yo b*tch back
I remember when I had the Lil Pontiac
Road runnin broward county
Straight to 6 ave
Now I peep that my state
Really on the map
Few years ago they said
That I couldn't rap
Now I'm wrapping up these packs
Like I do these tracks
Broke that lil b*tch back
Now she actin mad
Had to buss a quick nut
Then back to the cash
Had to hit a lick quick
Then I do the dash
Yea it's Lil calloway
But ion got no jag
But I might pull up in a chrystler
On yo stupid ass
Yea my n*ggas like to fight
But still gone shoot yo ass
And yo b*tch gone take this pipe
Despite yo goofy ass
And I'm higher than a kite
This flight gone never crash
I ain't smokin out no pipe
I roll and then I ash
I ain't even tried to hit
But still the pus*y splash
Judgin by the f*ckin head
I think the pus*y trash
Hook:
n*ggas say they shootin
But they missin
Everytime I shoot
I got precision
She be like baby
Why you trippin
I ain't tryna listen
Muddy what I'm SIPPIN
She say can u eat it
While it's drippin
Told her I ain't tryna eat it til it's Christmas
She got mad
Then the b*tch started b*tchin
Told her that her face gone need fixin
Verse: 2
She say calloway what into
Do it rough
When you nut
Do it gentle
I said Lil b*tch
You a handful
Spread them legs
And you know
I'm gone end you
Yes boo
Might kiss on yo neck too
Then I bend yo ass over
From the back I'm gone bless you
I got the juice
But yo juices make me wet too
Takin this di*k was yo best move
Gimme some skully
f*ck who left you
Just show me what that tet do
Feel like wet drool
I show ehm what that tech do
If he act foolish
All them nudes you send me
I think you a nudist
True religion every fit
They think Ima Buddhist
n*ggas Comin outta broward
I think I'm the newest
n*gga outta all the trappers
I think you the fooest
Lookin at my f*ckin neck
They know just what the flu is
Yea a n*gga up next
Time to f*ckin prove it
Hook:
n*ggas say they shootin
But they missin
Everytime I shoot
I got precision
She be like baby
Why you trippin
I ain't tryna listen
Muddy what I'm SIPPIN
She say can u eat it
While it's drippin
Told her I ain't tryna eat it til it's Christmas
She got mad
Then the b*tch started b*tchin
Told her that her face gone need fixin