Exposing Me lyrics

[Intro]
There's a lotta talk on my name, n*gga
Y'all n*ggas know what's goin' on
(Pray to God)

[Verse 1]
Look, I'm armed and dangerous (Dangerous)
Ain't no parkin' at the light, no, ain't no stainin' us
Can't trust a soul if you ain't gang, no, you can't hang with us
I came from nothing, I call Guap, he let it bang for us
He let it, he let it
I'm 092, yeah, I'm Woo, let it bang out the coupe
I let it boom, let it shoot, got them 22's in my shoes

[Hook]
Huh, that's on everything (That's a fact, n*gga)
That's on everything (I'm Woo n*gga)
That's on everything (f*ck is you talkin' bout?)

[Verse 2]
Uh, I'm SRK (K), GDK (K)
And I play, up it to your face (Grr)
And I gang bang and we slay
Get away, dirty, get away, get away (Get the f*ck out my face, n*gga)
Why you talkin' like you wooin' (Why you talkin'?)
Who you shootin'? (Who you shootin'?)
Who you foolin'? (Who you foolin'?)
[Hook]
Huh, that's on everything (That's on my mother, n*gga)
That's on everything (Stop playin' with me)
That's on everything (Uh)

[Verse 3]
Kemo
I call Kemo, give you cancer (Uh-huh)
Stupid dizzy, you a dancer (Uh-huh)
Dummy got got by the Woos
He woulda got away if he pulled his pants up (RICKY!)
I hold that boy for ransom (Grrt)
I pour a four in my Fanta
Is you with it or not? (Nah)
Gun to his head, put your hands up
n*gga, gun to your head, do the cha-cha
While I'm f*ckin' on your baba
I order steak with my lobster
I turn your noodles to pasta

[Hook]
Huh, that's on everything (Let's get it)
That's on everything
That's on everything (You know the f*ckin' vibes, n*gga)

[Verse 4]
Look, said I pull up to TD in i8
If we all gettin' money then why hate?
Smoove Hease the renty, that boy is too bent an' he about to go f*ck up the crime rate
I got .22's up in my coupe
Act up in a school, we pull up, we givin' the boot
Yeah, I'm big Flossy Woo (Woo)
No construction, but a n*gga know I got the tool
I'm never lackin', always pistol-packin', with them automatics, we gon' send him to heaven
Pull up, what crackin' n*gga? What you jackin'?
Found his body up on Chanel 11 (f*ck that n*gga)
[Hook]
Uh, that's on everything
That's on everything (That's on my soul, n*gga)
That's on everything (Huh)

[Verse 5]
Huh, there's no exposin' me
I got hit, then you got hit, that's how it's s'pposed to be
If I want you dead, then you dead, there's no controllin' me
Forty clip, thirty clip, fifty clip
I got a whole lotta guns, n*gga
Pull up, what's crackin'? What's up? What happened?
No jokin', no laughin', no talkin', we scrappin'

[Hook]
Uh, that's on everything (Huh)
That's on everything
That's on everything