Ándale lyrics

[Intro]
sh*ttyBoyz, Dog $hit Militia, that's on every song
That's on every song
sh*ttyBoyz, Dog $hit Militia, that's on every song
I'm 'bout to start this b*tch right now, hold on
If I (sh*ttyBoyz)
She gon', she gon', yeah (Yeah, sh*ttyBoyz)

[Verse]
If I pull up on her, she gon' put that head on me
Walk him down 'cause the AR got a leg on it
#StillAlive, f*ck yo dead homie
Ice on my neck got these b*tches wanna sled on me
Ice on my neck, now these n*ggas wanna throw salt
If the federales catch yo baby, no, I won't talk
Paranoid, brodie making b*tches cut they phone off
Pull up on the hoes upping blues, I'm a show-off
All I see is money when I'm looking at my Apple Watch
Sailing on our wave? f*ck around and get yo captain shot
When I leave the crib, I double check that I grab my Glock
Pull up on her thrusty than a b*tch, she gon' grab my c*ck
Feeling like the Dark Knight, lil' bro be robbing sh*t
Thinking he was finna weave a punch? He gon' bob the blick
Better put that pride to the side 'fore you die with it
Had to call Dee four times, he was high as sh*t
State boys pull alongside, we gon' hide the blick
If you beefing with us, count yo days, on some Mayan sh*t
Whether it's with chops or 201s, we be sliding sh*t
b*tch, you know my n*ggas labbed up, we some scientists
I got, ha-ha, yeah, huh
I got hoes tryna blow me like a clarinet
She can be yo lil' b*tch but we sharing neck
Kicks double G but the tee got a pair of F's
I'm just scrolling through the models in my call log
I make sure my team score, I ain't no ball hog
Brought her friends through, I told her, "I want all y'all"
Supreme fitted sitting sideways, feel like Paul Wall
Pull up on yo b*tch, I'm just tryna get my Johnson ate
Monkey nuts and banana clips so we slide in BAPE
Four pockets full, b*tches praying that the condom break
Out in traffic, 7.62s get his Honda ate
b*tch on my head, told her I ain't got no time today
Money on the floor? n*gga, I ain't got no time to waste
Gang step in any strip club, it's gon' condensate
Do I want her or her friend? Got to contemplate
Boy, don't pull up looking for no fight and get shot today
My amigos whipping widebodies yelling ándale
b*tch listen when I speak, she don't care what Simon say
Walking outta Saks with more drip than a tidal wave
[Outro]
Four pockets full, b*tches praying that the condom break
They want a lil' baby 'cause I got four pockets full through this b*tch, n*gga
Rich n*gga sh*t
Yeah, sh*ttyBoyz