Please Dont lyrics

[Chorus]
Grr, yeah
I'm in the stu’ and I'm cooking
Them young n*gga having them 30's and 50's on Glocks, so n*gga why the f*ck you keep looking?
That Instagram beef that yall n*ggas keep doing 'bout video visit could get yo' ass tooken
I'm fully loaded, the Glock fully loaded, we pull up on you then yo' ass get to bookin'
Please don't try me like no rookie (Nah)
Cause them young n*ggas pull up with AR-15 and then bussin' at you where they should be
Huh, and we beat yo' ass and we took all your fye, why the f*ck you keep act' like a bully?
And ask if I'm 4 cornered bought yo' ass a stuzzy
Feel like Charlie Joyner, n*gga, with that 'err
Can't come to the trap no more, y'all n*ggas pus*y

[Verse]
Huh, I only walk through the front door causе y'all n*ggas backdoor
Me and lil' Kai in the studio with some bad b*tchеs, we might f*ck your hoe
10k just to dunk on my opps just call me Tony Shhnow
GF til' I die, my capolow name french, I'll still pop a n*gga that play with lo'
Put a green beam on a f*ck n*gga then call his ass Piccolo
b*tch mad at me cause I wanna f*ck different hoes
Got out of school used to trap right at Miller Grove
Who the f*ck told you them n*gga ass throwed?
I got locked up, these n*ggas couldn't even stick to the code
Catch him at a light, we hop out, he get froze
Y'all n*ggas get rocked, call me Baby Whoa
f*ck all the opps, I wan' kill all my foes
I up the choppa and I let that b*tch go
Go, woah, woah, woah, woah, aye
He talm' 'bout some, "Woah"
Talk to the jakes, we gon' break his' damn nose
Popped out with that Glock and put one in the nose
I'm DGTO, I move like that fosho
I promise you, babe, I'm gon' die bout my bro
Don't pull up on us and try put on no show
I don't abide by the law, don't give no f*ck bout no joe
You keep talkin' bout us, so we kick the damn door
We take n*ggas off and make n*ggas lose hope
I ain't laughing, f*ck n*gga, this sh*t ain't no joke
I ain't lacking, f*ck n*gga, you know I'm gon' tote
It's a switch on the Glock, man, it's murder she wrote
Pull up with that icky and get yo' ass soaked
My drip super sticky, b*tch, look at my coat
Hell yeah, this the mob, man, you know I'm on go
We gon' go
I told Kev', "Grab the DB and go"
He ducking his head, we gon' shoot at his ‘fro
Three bad b*tches, we f*ck in the back of the show
Twenty-five hunnid' in my f*cking pocket, we spendin' that sh*t at the sto'
Walk down with the pocket rocket, promise I'm gon' f*cking pop it
Tell that f*ck n*gga, "Move slow"
Double down up in my pocket, n*gga, stop that talkin'
Them boys call me young pablo
Huh, he play with the gang, face gone
Fifteen thousand on me and it got ring tone
Monkey nuts on the drac', they call this b*tch King Kong
b*tch, you stay in your place, we pass you like Ping Pong
He rattin on the gang, we shot that boy knee gone, f*ck
Huh, scared that boy screamin', "Woah", 20 ball on his head, now he got no toe
Man, I want his ass gone, lil' ahh boy, needa' watch yo' tone
[Chorus]
Grr, yeah
I'm in the stu’ and I'm cooking
Them young n*gga having them 30's and 50's on Glocks, so n*gga why the f*ck you keep looking?
That Instagram beef that yall n*ggas keep doing 'bout video visit could get yo' ass tooken
I'm fully loaded, this Glock fully loaded, we pull up on you then yo' ass get to bookin'
Please don't try me like no rookie (Nah)
Cause them young n*ggas pull up with AR-15 and then bussin' at you where they should be
Huh, and we beat yo' ass and we took all your fye, why the f*ck you keep act' like a bully?
And ask if I'm 4 cornered bought yo' ass a stuzzy
Feel like Charlie Joyner, n*gga, with that 'err
Can't come to the trap no more, y'all n*ggas pus*y


[Outro]
Hmm, Baby Life Spaz, n*gga, you can't play with this baby life sh*t
I'm a Vampire, n*gga, you might die this Glock, it bitin' him right in his sh*t
My other b*tch mad cause that hoe ride my di*k
And just like he Tony Hawk, he gon' get flipped
And just like it's basketball, dunk all these this clips
And I got to Mardi Gras Brazilian bit'
Took that boy drip he wan' throw a fit
I ain't wanna take that boy off, but I kinda' did
Jump out that car put them sticks on him, n*gga, how we slid'
I'm on the brick with a f*ckin' 50 on me, n*gga, you ain't finna take sh*t (Nun')