Lyrics FINAL WARNING - .223Jerm, 83HADES

FINAL WARNING

Glizzy, what you cookin' up?
Bitch, brr, woo
Oh my god
Gang, gang, gang gang gang gang (Ayyyyy)
Brr, br, brr
RVR3, RVR3, RVR3, RVR3 RVR3 RVR3
That bitch on my dick, and we sniff blow (Oh my god yuh)
AK-47, that’s my Draco (Doo doo do do)
I just robbed the plug, I fucked his payroll (Fucked up)
Bitch my chain swang, bitch it hang low (Ra ra ra)
That bitch, she gon' fuck, she a groupie (Oh my god)
With the squad, with the gang, I’m just like Hoopty ()
Smokin' strong pack, bitch it’s just like herpes (Oh my god woah)
Watch your tongue, watch your step, before I murk thee (Doo doo do)
Like fuck!
Outta my face
Fore you get put in your place (Bop bop)
Your body get slept with no trace (What what?)
Get the 'rari and the Rover, let it race (Vroom vroom)
5 grams in the blunt and it’s laced
Bitch, I ain’t tryna fuck, I want face (Aye yuh)
(Rrrah)
Bitch I pull up on the block and let it spray (Bop bop)
Bitch I’m on that gang shit, I never fold (Oh my god)
Heard you snitchin' on the hood, I heard you fuckin talked (No snitchin', yuh)
Bitch, don’t act brave, lil nigga, yeah you ain’t bold (What the fuck)
Bitch, I’m screamin' out RVR3, I’m just at the shows (Bitch I’m on that)
Bitch I’m on that gang shit, I never fold
Heard you snitchin' on the hood, I heard you fuckin talked (Like what the fuck)
Bitch, don’t act brave, lil nigga, yeah you ain’t bold (Doo doo do do)
Bitch, I’m screamin' out RVR3, while I’m just at the shows
GRIPPIN THAT TOMMY SHE EAT MY SALAMI
GOT BITCHES UP ON ME
I STAY WITH THE GAS BITCH I FEEL LIKE A NAZI
I’M GRIPPIN MY WAIST, YEA I GOT THAT THANG ON ME
I NEED ME A GRAMMY, SEND SHOTS AT YOUR GRANNY
LIKE BITCH THAT’S UNCANNY
I DON’T HAVE NO FRIENDS, THEY ALL TESTIN MY SANITY
I FUCKIN HATE PEOPLE NO THEY NOT SAME AS ME
WALK IN THE CAR THEN YOU LEAVE WITH AN INJURY
SO AIN’T NOBODY BLAMIN ME
HANG HIS WHOLE BODY RIGHT OFF OF THE CHANDELIER
ACT LIKE A FEMALE WHILE ALL OF YOU ACTIN QUEER
BURNIN THESE JERSEYS YOU’D THINK I’M A CAVALIER
OFF THE RIP
IF YOU AIN’T BOUT MONEY THEN GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE
SOMETIMES THE MILLIONS I THINK THAT THEY’RE VERY NEAR
Get the 'rari and the Rover, let it race (Vroom vroom)
5 grams in the blunt and it’s laced
Bitch, I ain’t tryna fuck, I want face (Aye yuh)
(Rrrah)
Bitch I pull up on the block and let it spray (Rrrah)
Bitch I pull up on the block and let it spray (Bop bop)
Bitch I’m on that gang shit, I never fold (Oh my god)
Heard you snitchin' on the hood, I heard you fuckin talked (No snitchin', yuh)
Bitch, don’t act brave, lil nigga, yeah you ain’t bold (What the fuck)
Bitch, I’m screamin' out RVR3, while I’m just at the shows (At the show)