NO TUFF sh*t lyrics

[Intro]
Glizzy, what you cookin' up?

[Verse 1: .223Jerm]
Don't talk to me on some tough sh*t, lil' b*tch
I got 50 rounds loaded in this drum kit
Walk up in yo' house, choppa give 'em face shifts
Cops are lookin' for me, b*tch, I'm in a space ship
I-I-I sip on this lean, that be my juice
b*tch, stop bangin' on my set yo' ass is [?]
b*tch, I'm tollin' with a choppa, deuce, deuce
All my n*ggas got the cannons like the troops
b*tch, I do this juggin, for my daughter
She the Fiji on my wrist, it be the water
If the n*gga want some smoke, he turn the fogger
b*tch, I pull up on yo block, I came to conquer

[Verse 2: Maxxkii]
You don't want no smoke, [?]
Don't make me pull that [?] around that motherf*ckin' holster
b*tch, I feel like Woody with a snake in my boot
[?], body blade goin' through
Shoutout to 83, b*tch, I'm with Jeremiah
n*gga you [?]
[?]
Before I fall im'a leave him with damage [?]
You don't [?]
I'ma send them goons, green light, right after you
And they goin' through the damn roof
And the dog with masks, got 'em lookin' like [?]
Aye, ok
Sippin' on lean
It just like capri-sun
You are not kiddin'
You just a re-run
I got some brand new [?]
I'm poppin' percies, [?]
[Verse 3: .223Jerm]
[?] and I ran off with the sh*t
.40 Smith and Wesson with the [?] clip
Choppa with a beam and a n*gga want no mix
Aquafina fresh got my [?] drip drip
Pull up on a block and I let a b*tch bang
See me in the hood and I'm yellin' gang gang
Got a Glock [?] hang
n*gga try me and I shoot up at yo' mans

[Verse 4: 83HADES]
83
I got a Tech Nine, no Virginia tech
You might end up on this stretcher if this choppa get him wet
100 rounds in the drum, put 'em all in his chest
[?] to the people that I kill lately
Got a lot of cash [?]
Mur-Murder anybody that don't f*ck with the new hades
Why you [?] with all of your crew shady
Movin' that weight all day, I don't get lazy
Sha-Shawty give me [?] like I'm all up in the navy
Shawty said my di*k is long as the Eiffel
I got big [?] trap for the iPhone
Yeah, them b*tches pull up got 'em suckin' [?]
If you [?] my Glock
Yes, I got the SK, yo' ass can get shot
Rollin' 'em a blunt then we smokin' [?] hotbox
Yes, I got a big Glocks
We don't even kick box
b*tch, I like cash in my pockets, fat, rick ross
Tell him he can kick rocks
We can knock ya' sh*t off
Say hello to my friend, you can meet this big mop