Lyrics Waka Flocka Flame

Waka Flocka Flame

Clayco

Niggas killin where I'm from, straight head bussin, nigga

Tell your ass I done be done, that's a done deal, nigga

Clame county Riverdail, we all

Beat a nigga ass till they turn the lights off

I'm Kebo Gotti, you know the name

You see the flare, you know the game

So what? You bang? I be on the same thing

I got my money right now, you niggas can't maintain

Runnin through a lame, stop all that puttin on

I know you broke, you swairin that your money long

You the type to get mad when your girl speak to us

Catch her in the club, she wanna leave with us

Try me in the club, I bust you till your speaker bust

And your nose runnin, and your head leakin stuff

I got lil goons, that got lil goons

Leave you all tied, in your living room

MGM, that's my Cartell

I got big deals, drugs, lean and pills

Niggas killin where I'm from, straight head bussin, nigga

Tell your ass I done be done, that's a done deal, nigga

Clame county Riverdail, we all

Beat a nigga ass till they turn the lights off

Where I'm from, you come up sellin Coakcaine

Sellin pills, sellin sweets, sellin everything

South Atlanta raised, that's all I fuckin know

Rollin up a Cali blunt, flyin on the kick door

Uzis, fool, I got like 40 of those

That's a good lick, if you ask me though

Goin all black, deep in the Tyhoe

We hit the front door, psycho hit the back door

Slappin with the tool, dream like a fuckin hoe

They don't cooperate, make 'm kiss my 44

Straight profit, gotta keep the cash flow

In my side of town, we keep it cutthroat

Niggas killin where I'm from, straight head bussin, nigga

Tell your ass I done be done, that's a done deal, nigga

Clame county Riverdail, we all

Beat a nigga ass till they turn the lights off

My bros in this motherfucker, we on

Trappin in this motherfucker, everybody knowin

Everyone think we hustlers, cause we try to sell it

Hope you bout that action, hope you got your boots on

One phone call, you get your troops gone

Niggas killin where I'm from, hope you bout your strap

Cause everybody from the Grove don't know how to act

My cousin down the road, he say he need a pack

So we kickin in them doors, where them niggas at?

Put your set up, nigga, get your head wacked

You's a target pussy nigga, you's an easy jack

South side on deck, nigga, we on

Beast moad bullshit, that what we on

Niggas killin where I'm from, straight head bussin, nigga

Tell your ass I done be done, that's a done deal, nigga

Clame county Riverdail, we all

Beat a nigga ass till they turn the lights off

Swag, call my swag stupid

I pull up in a Mozerati, with aros like I'm Cupid

Alli niggas hustle, all I do is hustle

Trap boomin hard, how the fuck you think we trust you?