I’m Serious lyrics

[Intro: Detwan Love]
Woo
YSR and D. Love, b*tch, we serious (His name's Pablo)
Slatt

[Verse: Detwan Love, YSR Gramz & Eightball Tank]
Yeah, b*tch, I'm serious (Mhm)
I bought a thousand bullets yesterday, I'm serious
We would've killed Lil George for bein' curious (Mhm)
We was jokin' yesterday, but now I'm serious (Mhm)
It's all fun and games until sh*t get serious
She wanna give a n*gga head, she on her period
We gon' use the FN Five-seveN, they can't hear it
Got the devil in this Glock, it take your spirit
We feelin' good in the club, screamin', "Period"
I know a n*gga out here hittin' b*tches on they period
Pipe down, lil' bro, 'fore it get serious
This b*tch give dumb head, I thought the b*tch was ignorant
G just stepped on the snow and it ain't even Christmas
He been playin' with the rock and he can't even dribble
The K hold two clips, empty one and flip it
If you gon' rap about this sh*t, n*gga, you gotta live it
We put boy up in a box, sent him down the river
Ridin' 'round with a Drac', but I ain't talkin' Drizzy
Mhm, I could've hooped, but I was too busy sellin' rizzy
I seened a b*tch I f*cked in ninth grade, now she doin' sizzy
Just 'cause you in your feelings, b*tch, don't mean I feel you
Four-five burn a n*gga chest like he drunk some Henny
This AR take a n*gga out like he eat at Denny's
You send a shot, it's comin' back like we threw a Frisbee
Everybody hard as hell until you do 'em like Ricky
Dog think we finna one-on-one, but I got blicky
If everybody sellin' dog food, then we got Whitney
I was 'bout to buy this b*tch somethin', but she got picky
If this sh*t don't apply to you, you ain't gon' feel me
I'll drop lean in this water, n*gga, f*ck fifty
n*ggas really linkin' with they boys, drinkin' Pink Whitney
My n*gga married to that lean, he said, "f*ck kidneys," b*tch
Tee just FaceTime'd me with a roll, look like he robbed Diddy
Put a Mickey Mouse on the K and I ain't talkin' Disney
You would think that n*gga caught a ride 'cause this choppa Lyft him
Caught that n*gga out and wiped his nose, he should've had some tissue
Caught that n*gga lackin' with his b*tch, he should've had his pistol
Shot the Draco at an opp, he thought we had a missile
Blowin' 'Woods back-to-back, you thought I had a whistle
You ain't even mean to kill that n*gga, it was accidental
My n*gga got a ten-year sentence, you think his b*tch with him?
Dog died, it's f*cked up don't nobody miss him