Alley Ooped lyrics

[Intro]
AK Bandamont, n*gga, uh

[Verse]
Just sold a zip of white, I had to big tax
My dog'll catch you slippin’ around Christmas, he love to gift wrap
My fiend asked why he OD off the work, I used Similac
Told girly, "You better shoot in your worst vein, you can't sniff that"
Showed up at girly crib, she damn near fainted, gave her a big bag
And I damn near crashed the whip drivin' off Perc’, gave her a whiplash
I just tied a n*gga up and dug a hole, he in the ditch gasping
Just lined two houses up, blew up 'em both, b*tch, I'm Bin Laden
Yeah, uh, and now the earth done
Lil' b*tch b*tch bangin' my line, need her hair done, wait 'til the first come
You n*ggas mad at me, you broke as sh*t, go and earn some
I just hit a slab two times, but I ain't done, wait 'til the perm come
You n*ggas talking greasy in y’all raps, but you a church son
I been smoking my whole life, pouring up drank, I got hurt lungs
I know a b*tch who be f*cking ’round with Haitians, I told her curse somethin'
I brought girly to the lab to cook up crack, she had to learn somethin’
I gave her more than eight pills
I just lost my sh*t, threw bullets at a n*gga like Baker Mayfield
I just sold a n*gga a pint, it's all Karo, he said it tastes real
My dog flew in from Houston with them pints, need more than eight sealed
I'll rob a n*gga, pull glizzy on him quick and tell him stay still
Pull out forty on a b*tch, told her hold this and gave her face chills
And I ain't talking about the roll, it was great still
My n*gga made a killing off selling Addies, but he can’t spell
Uh, yeah, you n*ggas chatty, too
I caught him in an alley and took his life, he got alley-ooped
Lil' girly pretty, I put her on the road, she got a fatty too
I made a killing hittin' pints, servin' Acky stew
I'm chilling in the party cutting up dope, I'm in the back with food
This b*tch a sl*t, she known for eating di*k, so she can pack a few
Know I keep a tool, gon' blow it, I ain't average, dude
My fiend trippin' tryna shoot it up her vein, she went to grab a spoon
Hah, yeah, you boys McLovins
Your a dog a fed, he out here writin' them statements, you got a b*tch cousin
I remember running through cribs, running from feds, was with my big brother
I popped him in the jaw, but he survived, he got a big stutter
We almost put him in a dark stout
I slowed down on pills, I trip and lose my mind when Its dark out
My dog'll creep up on you and take you up top when its dark out
She said she ain't never hit the road, you gotta start now
I 'member I was watching n*ggas ball, but I start now
Hah, yeah, but now I start now
Coach threw me in the game, threw him two bricks, but I'm a star now
I'm finna take the hood on a lil' journey, we can start now