Lyricist : Tommy Jalen Martin Jr./Li'Angelo Ball/Raymond Herring
Composer : Tommy Jalen Martin Jr./Li'Angelo Ball/Raymond Herring
(Rott)
(ThomasM made this beat)
Two guns on my hip, this b***h feel like it's Law & Order
You know I stay lit, I just rolled up a ****ing quarter
Demon when I slide, I can't pull up in nothing normal
Talking bands, I dropped nine on this drip, **** dressing formal
Two guns on my hip, this b***h feel like it's Law & Order
You know I stay lit, I just rolled up a ****ing quarter
Demon when I slide, I can't pull up in nothing normal
Talking bands, I dropped nine on this drip, **** dressing formal
In the strip club, gang flood bands everywhere
Nigga scrapin' at my feet, ayy, what the **** going on here?
Scrapin' ones aggressively, bitch, don't touch my hair
**** n***a slip up, oh, you awoke the wrong bear
Bitch, my pipe down, worth eighty thousand, nah, nah, she can't get up off me
Your flight mileage over eighty thousand years can't amount to my pockets
Bitch nigga, it is what it is, don't like to do no talkin'
Fill the room, we drippin' up in here, these bitches in my garments
I got sticks all through the crib, I stroll with no lights on
Feel like Gotham up in here, but joke with me, I get ya gone
I ain't never feelin' scared, p***y shit, I don't condone
Least my nina stay with me, that b***h won't leave me alone
Two guns on my hip, this b***h feel like it's Law & Order
You know I stay lit, I just rolled up a ****ing quarter
Demon when I slide, I can't pull up in nothing normal
Talking bands, I dropped nine on this drip, **** dressing formal
Two guns on my hip, this b***h feel like it's Law & Order
You know I stay lit, I just rolled up a ****ing quarter
Demon when I slide, I can't pull up in nothing normal
Talking bands, I dropped nine on this drip, **** dressing formal
Filled with ignorance, can't control my belligerence
Save your two cents for niggas have your mural on a fence
Western silverbacks, sendin' rounds, movin' vigilant
Heavy artillery around, bitch, we militant
Bringin' broads in the halls, nigga, I'm playin' billiards
Don't associate with rats and nigga, I'm not Willard
I don't never tit for tat, either leave 'em 'lone or kill 'em
Bitch, I'm dancin', two cups filled with yak, still won't spill 'em
Don't question me like, "Who that?" I'm that n***a
Lil' bitch, turn your TV on and you'll get the bigger picture
I ain't even tryna clown, too bad, I'm that n***a
Shine and turn the world around, half these niggas can't flicker
Two guns on my hip, this b***h feel like it's Law & Order
You know I stay lit, I just rolled up a ****ing quarter
Demon when I slide, I can't pull up in nothing normal
Talking bands, I dropped nine on this drip, **** dressing formal
Two guns on my hip, this b***h feel like it's Law & Order (It's Law & Order)
You know I stay lit, I just rolled up a ****ing quarter (****ing quarter)
Demon when I slide, I can't pull up in nothing normal (Nothing normal)
Talking bands, I dropped nine on this drip, **** dressing formal (****ing normal)
