[Chorus: x2]
All my niggas T.T.G. they trained to go shawty
Kick a door shawty
Lay down on da floor shawty
Trained to go shawty I'm all about that fuckin' bread
Robbed so many niggas I got a ticket on my head
New boy on tha block, so you know my pistol be jerkin'
You got weed, sulfur, pills, fucker is you workin'?
Bank account hurtin' so you know a nigga robbin'
Don't wanna jump back into school so what's the option?
Lay that nigga down, AK or that 40 round
Pills and weed got me higher than Bobby Brown (Rollin')
T.T.G. ho, (ho) trained to go ho (ho)
Lay down on the floor or bring you to the door ho
All my niggas CN City they trained to go shawty (go shawty)
I got a O-40, wit' like four bodies on it (bodies on it)
Twerk, puttin' niggas in the dirt (dirt)
Enemies necessary, make her work (work)
Montana got that twerk, twerk, twerk
35 for tha shirt (shirt)
If you need a nigga hit me on tha chirp (chirp)
And you know I got that dough shawty (dough shawty)
I got that pimpin, got them bitches on the go shawty (go shawty)
I'm a shooter like Chris Paul
[Chorus: x2]
Bitch we hit a lick (lick)
Find me when you found me
I ain't finished school, grindin' with my Tommies
4 5 that's my blondie, that's my bitch nigga (nigga)
I'm from West Side bank, that's my blick nigga
Me and Flockaveli, bitch I'm sensin' like I'm belly
They be by my celly, flip them bitches at the telly
Trained to go nigga, how I rob a nigga
Straight drag a nigga, that's yo ass nigga
What they know about me
All black mask and a all black tee
All black bitch in the all black V
Out in the A with Waka Flocka
French Montana, got that blocka blocka
20 all out on that talk-a-Flocka
Flag on the right that's soowoo bitch
I don't give a fuck about what you did
J-O-E I run this shit
Pootie and Joe that's the best of the west
Shoot you for the head, nigga wear yo vest
Tat on my chest, I rep that west
504 I rep that nest
.45 homie I keep that tech
Dogs on call I keep my pets
AOB I rep that set
[Chorus: x2]
Guess who's in the building
With a few bricks, now I'm up a quarter-million
Just tryin' to feed my children
Knock a niggas brain (brain)
Snatch a niggas chain (chain)
Love to rack them bitches
They love to give me brain
Sold so much blow, it's driving me insane
Haters have no choice, they tell 'em Gotti do this thang
Disrespect that clique, eat a two-piece with the Flame
I'm reppin off that East Side, ain't never been a lame
[Repeat: x10]
I'm Baby Bomb (Ay)
I'm Baby Bomb (Ay)
[Chorus: x2]
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