Tampa Bay Bustdown lyrics

[Intro: Chief Keef]
Bang, bang, bang

[Chorus: Yung Gravy & Chief Keef]
Baby, c*ck the Glock and then I let it spray
Bust it out the Chevrolet
Goin' fishing for your b*tch today
We drunk in Tampa Bay (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And we gon’ hit a lick, we getting rich today

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I got all these horses, howdy partner
Runnin' through the crib with a stick like Harry Potter (Bang, bang)
Go ahead run up and we can get it Mary Poppin'
Since I got guap, these b*tches can’t tell me nothin'
Girl I'm numb and I ain't feelin' nothin' (Yee-haw)
Why you got a pistol? You ain't killin' nothin’
Ring ring, we got the drop, we finna drop every opp (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Hopped in the ’Rari, and tell that b*tch "Giddy up" (Ayy, ffft)
And they seen us pull up
No we ain't slippin’, ra-ra-ra (Fa-fa-fa)
Hit 'em up (Hit 'em up)

[Chorus: Yung Gravy & Chief Keef]
Baby, c*ck the Glock and then I let it spray (Bang, bang)
Bust it out the Chevrolet (Chevrolet, ayy)
Goin' fishing for your b*tch today (Your b*tch today)
We drunk in Tampa Bay (Tampa Bay)
And we gon’ hit a lick, we getting rich today
[Verse 2: Yung Gravy]
Ayy, baptized in the Chattahoochee
Trailer park coochie, steel-toed Gucci's (Woah nelly)
F150, whip it like a hooptie
Pull up to the Garth Brooks show for the groupies
Shootin' ducks, b*tch, we don't f*ck with ducks, b*tch
I turned to Tucker and I said

[Chorus: Yung Gravy & Chief Keef]
Baby, c*ck the Glock and then I let it spray (Bang, bang, bang)
Bust it out the Chevrolet (Chevrolet, ayy)
Goin' fishing for your b*tch today (Your b*tch today)
We drunk in Tampa Bay (Tampa Bay)
And we gon' hit a lick, we getting rich today (Yee-haw)