Tighten Up

(Yeah, I make it red but my beat came from Bloublood) Yeah Feelin' like Bslime, livin' like DaBaby Long live hawk, long live BJ Long live Big Boo, yeah, King of Rock Crew (Ferno, you spazzin') Slatt business Had to karate the chop top Gettin' folded up, what did it cost y'all? I just been steppin' in CC I rock with the 6, man, I'm hangin' with Yung Mal Nigga best not talk 'bout slime We killin' your partner, yo mama, just watch your mouth (ayy, pull up, Lamb') Nigga be poppin', poppin' 'bout the slime Then hood baby, we knock ya socks off (what?) What? What? The Rollie watch, I had to bust it Nigga follow me, I had to clutch it Yeah, my shooters shoot sticks, yeah, they get a rush Double twins only in the cup, ice crushed I might get kicked out by the bunch Yeah, I might hit the gas on 'em, leave 'em dust Whole lot of bands, tell a nigga tighten up Somebody swap out these curves in the trenches So many hoes havin' me in they mentions Nah, I'm no cap, get you slimed like the Grinch .223 set up, y'all like a bench Big status, so I stay with a bitch Stick active, yeah, who tryna get hit? Stickbaby whackin' everythin', bitch YSL lifestyle, I can't switch, ooh No small car, got a big body, bitch If she starstruck, it ain't me, it's the wrist Had to invest on my land and the kid Yeah, fuck quarantine and COVID 'Cause it slow the money down, with the shows Now I gotta hit up a bowl, I need that bread by a loaf Pay for the knots and the tows, in that, the green daddy Rolls I'ma gon' whip out a whole load Gat, yeah, it blatt, like Gjango These niggas cap like some Kangol Nah, I ain't skate 'round on tiptoes Had to karate the chop top Gettin' folded up, what did it cost y'all? I just been steppin' in CC I rock with the 6, man, I'm hangin' with Yung Mal Nigga best not talk 'bout slime We killin' your partner, yo mama, just watch your mouth Nigga be poppin', poppin' 'bout the slime Then hood baby, we knock ya socks off (what?) What? What? The Rollie watch, I had to bust it Nigga follow me, I hit the clutch it Yeah, my shooters shoot sticks, yeah, they get a rush Double twins only in the cup, ice crushed I might get kicked out by the bunch Yeah, I might hit the gas on 'em, leave 'em dust Whole lot of bands, tell a nigga tighten up My money green, ain't talkin' relish, ooh Choppa hit his head and belly, ooh Catchin' action just like Tom Cruise Her pussy wet and warm, Jacuzzi Hey, spendin' now, spendin' like they didn't ask me Hey, yeah, they treat me number one like a trophy Hey, her brother drinkin' lean and he 'bout to OD Hey, but he got so much love for codeine Hey, oh (woo) I ain't stand you niggas, I'm all by my lonely Chrome heart, the glasses, my chain snowconin' Long dick on the strap like a coney Had to strike her like a tiger, no Tony Run with that bag and I ain't doin' no fumble I ain't clumsy so I'll never be phony Dropped some racks in my bag on the first But I gave it to my bitch, it look like a purse My money longer than the wing on a bird Thankin' God, but I didn't go to church Hit her one time with dick, she gon' learn Got my money, put an ass on her first Ain't no sucker, I ain't scared, I got heart And I already knew that I'd be first Had to karate the chop top Gettin' folded up, what did it cost y'all? I just been steppin' in CC I rock with the 6, man, I'm hangin' with Yung Mal Nigga best not talk 'bout slime We killin' your partner, yo mama, just watch your mouth (ayy, pull up, lam') Nigga be poppin', poppin' 'bout the slime Then hood baby, we knock ya socks off (what?) What? What? The Rollie watch, I had to bust it Nigga follow me, I hit the clutch Yeah, my shooters shoot sticks, yeah, they get a rush Double twins only in the cup, ice crushed I might get kicked out by the bunch Yeah, I might hit the gas on 'em, leave 'em dust Whole lot of bands, tell a nigga tighten up