Studio lyrics

[Intro]
Yo, Pi'erre you wanna come out here?
All ya'll n*ggas sayin', "Back that sh*t"

[Chorus]
It's a shooter in the booth, I got shooter's with me too
n*gga wanna play gang? We gon' pull up in the coupe
We gon' hang up out the roof, I got youngins, they gon' shoot
I got b*tches pullin' up, and they'll set you up too
All these n*ggas like to talk, I just pull up and I shoot
I ain't with that totin' racks, and, n*gga, that's what b*tches do
b*tch, I'm really from the 6, b*tch, I'm know for hittin' licks
I'll rob a n*gga quick, slime his ass for a brick (yeah)

[Verse 1]
F&N, b*tch, I got crips, it got blue tips (blue tips)
n*gga, get filpped, off the rip when I let it rip (let it rip)
And I keep .40 with that .30, yeah, straight off my hip (off my hip)
And I called yo' b*tch, and gon' suck my di*k straight off the rip (Slime)
[?] slide, yeah, he slide, sh*t, yeah, that's for real (that's for real)
All these n*gga's pus*y, I'm for real, b*tch, I really kill (I really kill)
Deep up in the cat, while I'm playin' with yo' whole pus*ycat (pus*ycat)
All these n*ggas cat's, SlimeBall, get a n*gga whacked

[Chorus]
Shooter in the booth, I got shooter's with me too
n*gga wanna play gang? We gon' pull up in the coupe
We gon' hang up out the roof, I got youngins, they gon' shoot
I got b*tches pullin' up, and they'll set you up too
All these n*ggas like to talk, I just pull up and I shoot
I ain't with that totin' racks, and, n*gga, that's what b*tches do
b*tch, I'm really from the 6, b*tch, I'm know for hittin' licks
I'll rob a n*gga quick, slime his ass for a brick
[Verse 2]
I'll rob his ass quick, b*tch, I'm from Zone 6 (yeah)
We be slimin' anybody for they mothaf*ckin' b*tch (Slime, hoe)
You be talkin' like a b*tch, I just whip out that big stick (whip out that big stick)
With the mothaf*ckin' Hen', swear to God I ain't missin' sh*t (nah)
Get that 100 round drum, East Atlanta type of sh*t (uh-huh, uh, huh)
And I called ya main b*tch, know she stay up on my di*k (stay up on my di*k)
It's the SlimeBall, b*tch, b*tch, I really run this sh*t (really run this sh*t)
Get a n*gga knocked off just for talkin' all that sh*t

[Chorus]
Shooter in the booth, I got shooter's with me too
n*gga wanna play gang? We gon' pull up in the coupe
We gon' hang up out the roof, I got youngins, they gon' shoot
I got b*tches pullin' up, and they'll set you up too
All these n*ggas like to talk, I just pull up and I shoot
I ain't with that totin' racks, and, n*gga, that's what b*tches do
b*tch, I'm really from the 6, b*tch, I'm know for hittin' licks
I'll rob a n*gga quick, slime his ass for a brick