(feat. G-Wis, Shano, Tiffany)



[Hook x4]

Where my niggaz at, let me see your fucking hands up

(where my bitches at, let me see your fucking hands up)



[Dougie D]

Where my niggaz at, bitch I'm throwing up the Southside

In a big body Denali, flipping and swanging it wide

What you looking at hoe, what you looking at bitch

Come on my side with that tripping, then you get your shit split

Dougie D I'm off of the chain, and I'm staining they brain

A guerilla that's raw and untamed, and I'm changing the game

Pistol packing and opening gauge, with a aim in my range

Motherfuckers they act like they strange, the game'll get slained

Well look here whoadie, I'm a rider boy

I could hot one up as fast, that's hotter than lava boy

Me and my niggaz, click up and pile up a lot of boys

Fucking with some bitches, they did this just rowdy boy

Kicking up dust bitch, with this country kicking calico

Dougie Deezy and Shano, it's simply it is you know

To all of my niggaz, that's tossing up your 24's

We real on this end, and we keep it live you feel my whoa you feel me whoa



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[Shano]

Where my bitches at, toss it up cause I'm repping my side

All the way from BMT, down to the Southside of your town

Jazzy and sophisticated they hate it, wanna try but they can't fade it

Put that thang in your mouth, you taste it you like it you ate it

Now what you know about them bitches, that's clocking up dollas

I'm all grown up, and got no time for no girls and they problems

You see that big body Impala, on them corners cutting

Now where my bitches at, whoa y'all don't want nothing



[Tiffany]

You heard what she said, we bitches all about our bread

Ain't never been scared, my bitches keep a level head

You talking that shit, you bumping jumping fly on it

My name is Tiffany, so lil' bitch I get down on it

I'm fucking with niggaz, and bitches that be bout it bout it

Like Dougie Deezy and that Shano, and weed endo got me

Somebody better tell these hoes, how I work my jelly

Now where my bitches at, y'all wasn't ready



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[G-Wis]

Where my niggaz where my bitches at, blowing on swishas

Backwood feeling touches, this G-Wis and Dougie

Don't touch me 'less you fuck me, matter fact don't even hug me

I'm on this drank feeling sluggish, plus a nigga been hustling

All day, running from the laws in broad day

Look left look right, jump down the fire escape

I'm safe at home, played another one for the team

Another gun with a beam, make a mother wanna scream

Good gracious hallelujah, when I put them hollows through ya

Nightmare on Elm Street, a motherfucking Freddy Kruger

Tight nigga, gasoline and light niggaz ask the lean in flight nigga

And let me take a flight nigga, iight nigga

What's the deal, tell me are you really real

Cause I feel I'm really real, about really making a mill for real

Can you feel a young nigga bout his scrill, popping pints by the seal

Niggaz put your hands up, bitch



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