CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Thank You

We don't get on no crazy sh*t n***a
I carry the Glock like I babysit n***a
They tryna convince me how they be them n***as
I do not believe you, I’m atheist n***a
I just copped the eight, I ain't facin' this n***a
I got called game, come and take sum sh*t with me
I just bought some Guccis I don’t think they fit me
They big as a b*t*h, don't get stomped in your city
Ain't come with no glizzy (i'm cappin)
This ain't just a drum this some titties (they fit)
A new green beam on that b*t*h look pretty
Boy, all black body it look like Biggie

Black rifle, white people will hang you
Brodie callеd and killed that boy, I said "Thank You"
Two straps like my name Kurt Anglе
Run-off boy I'm hittin' your ankles
f**k a guardian we hittin' his angel
Get low balled, I’m hittin’ from angles
Hair trigger on the Glock, it's gon’ spank you
Hit em up leave the whole block, tangled

Oh, I'm spinin' that block, sprained my ankle
Your b*t*h gave me top, I said "Thank You"
She give me neck in the back of the ranger
Now she feel bad cause she know that it ain't you
Long hair like that b*t*h out of Tangled
Tight pu**y, yeah my d**k gettin’ strangled
Came with a long clip like some Pringles
Boy don't roll through, that sh*t is a gamble