Lets Split It lyrics

[Intro]
"f*ck you lookin at n*gga?"
"Im still tryina find out, nig-ga"
"Hold on, Hold on, oh we got a problem here?"
"We got uh problem here?"
"We got a problem n*gga?"
"Can we have one night where they're ain't no fightin, nobody gets shot?"
"Shutup b*tch"
"b*tch you-"

[Chorus: Phaneeq]
Imma shooter, head shooter, n*gga lets get it, me and bro wit the same body, told him lets split it
When you finish this the shootbox, n*gga thats chicken, when you drop the prices on the work thats how you know you gett'in it
Imma shooter, head shooter, n*gga lets get it, me and bro wit the same body, told him lets split it

[Verse 1: Phaneeq]
When you finish this the shootbox, n*gga thats chicken, when you drop the prices on the work thats how you know you gett'in it
Gang gang, creepin on yo lane lane, If you n*ggas survive, promise he won't walk the same boy, now he got them perky's in it, you should say thanks boy, me and my b*tch don't go to eat we hit the range boy
With uh opp thot, gettin opp top, make sure I f*ck her good so she can give her opp drop, put my rock in her box like im playin hop scotch, in the kitchen two pops, came back butter scotch
But this di*k gon' make her give up the drop, she want it, seen me from a mile away I promise that im on it, I was up all night, trippin to you yawnin, if you was wonderin' why it seems like a slow mornin' (lets get it)
I was up here (?) finessin, tryina catch it, (?) you know I tax it, how to feel a lil like me, a sneaky blessin, n*gga you ain't lookin' for me, stop flexin'

[Chorus: Phaneeq & King Von]
Imma shooter, head shooter, n*gga lets get it, me and bro wit the same body, told him lets split it
When you finish this the shootbox, n*gga thats chicken, when you drop the prices on the work thats how you know you gett'in it
Imma shooter, head shooter, n*gga lets get it, me and bro wit the same body, told him lets split it (Von)
[Verse 2: King Von]
pus*y owe me money I ain't finna stress
Sick my dawg on him, told my n*gga fetch
He ain't never play sports but my n*gga catch
And he ain't got no type of manners, leavin' n*ggas messy (Boom, Boom!)
I don't want the top unless the sh*t messy
She say she was hungry, took the b*tch to [?]
Think that n*gga sneak-dissin but he ain't @ me
Here go 25 thousand, kill his whole family
I be simpin' clean but my hair nappy
She be sneakin' out 'cause she ain't happy
I just got a beam this b*tch too happy
Hit a n*gga in the chest, he did two backflips
I be moving fast 'cause I'm rollin'
If he ain't gonna shoot, why he told then?
When I was locked up she ain't know me
So when I got out I f*cked her homie
Yea 8 piece got the gwalah in the rollie, yeah yeah
Hellcat, Trackhawk, and it's stolen
.45, XD I keep it on me, If a n*gga run up on me Imma have to put it on him (boom!)

(Chorus)
Imma shooter, head shooter, n*gga lets get it, me and bro wit the same body, told him lets split it
When you finish this the shootbox, n*gga thats chicken, when you drop the prices on the work thats how you know you gett'in it
Imma shooter, head shooter, n*gga lets get it, me and bro wit the same body, told him lets split it