Angry Africans (feat. SSRICHH33 & Verde Babii)

If I catch him in the open it's a bam bam (It's a bam bam) The way you niggas dickride cock Need some pom-poms (You need some pom-poms) Welcome to the Doe aka Mani.com (Mani.com) I got a baby .9 on me, it go bop bop (It go bop bop) Fiending for a victim, dead niggas in my grabba You be crashing out, I'm not crashing out This Danny Phantom (Danny Phantom, nigga) I got some old syrup, told Joseph take it out the cabinet And I'ma pull the move cut 'em out the way It never happened (It did not happen) It do not exist You only get paid from GV Bitch, you are not the shit (You are not the shit) And we chased your baby daddy down And all kinds of shit (And all kinds of shit) Drop thirty-three out SS, bitch I feel like Rich (Bitch, I feel like Rich) You still got that see-through clip That is not a stick (That is not a pole) You only fuck with bitches under age You are not a pimp (You are not a pimp) I heard your auntie son got smoked and it got her sick I graduated from the streets Fuck a scholarship (Fuck a scholarship) Graduated from the streets Fuck a cap and gown (Fuck a cap and gown) This nigga was my brother yesterday I'm finna knock him down (I'm finna knock him down) Tell 'em keep it real I'm the reason They don't come around (They don't come around) No, we not shooting from no load We gon' run him down Ah Nigga I need my kill my confirmed (I need my kill my confirmed) It don't bring me down I'm still geeking when I'm off the syrup (When I'm off the syrup) Ain't no get back, man These niggas know I'm shooting first Last nigga put me in a song We put him on a shirt (We put him on a shirt) Aye, nigga, now he in my Wood (Now he in my Wood) Bitch, I'm a 33 baby Get that understood (Get that understood) Everywhere I go I got my slam I wish a nigga would (I wish a nigga would) Three hundred something thousand on YouTube I'm still in the hood (I'm still in the hood) It do not exist (It do not exist) You only get paid from GV Bitch, you are not the shit (Bitch, you are not the shit) And we chased your baby daddy down And all kinds of shit (And all kinds of shit) Drop thirty-three out SS, bitch, I feel like Rich Had to pull the move on what's his name He acting like a bitch (He acting like a hoe) That bitch tried to give me seven hundred What the fuck is this? (What the fuck is that?) Put that on my auntie, and kids I didn't touch that bitch This glock .22 my baby mama Swear I love that bitch (Swear I love that bitch) This that hundiddy bam bam (Hundiddy bam bam) I got a double strike baby .9, it go bop bop (It go bop bop) I got your baby mama overseas She my top thot (She my top thot) The way you niggas dickride Need some pom-poms (You need some pom-poms) The way you niggas dickride Need some training wheels (You need some training wheels) I'm the real Bckdoe, bitch, I stain for real (Bitch, I'm Bckdoe) Should've went to school you got smoked Tryna bang the field (Tryna bang the field) That nigga been a bitch, he pump fake But I'ma spray for real (But I'ma spray for real) This that hundiddy bam bam (Hundiddy bam bam) Nigga, this a G23, it go bop bop (It go bop bop) Better ask about lil Verde, bitch, I'm top opp (Bitch, I'm top opp) Went and chased your lil brother down Them ain't pop shots (Them ain't pop shots) Nigga, why you ain't double back? You out here busting thirty-dollar dates, that is not a trap You out here toting peewee guns That is not a strap (That is not a pole) I can't take Richie Rich nowhere He don't know how to act (He don't know how to act) Nigga, this that hundiddy bam bam The way you niggas dickride cock You need some pom-poms (Y'all need some pom-poms) Bitch, this is Gucci steppers, this ain't Sean John I just slapped a fully on a—uh, it go ah-ah Aye, bitch, my suckers don't exist (My suckers don't exist) You only hard around your niggas You are not the shit (You are not the shit) Drop thirty-three out SS, bitch, I feel like Rich Your brother died and you ain't slide You went and made a diss This that hundiddy bam bam (Hundiddy bam bam) I got a double strike baby .9, it go bop bop (It go bop bop) I got your baby mama overseas She my top thot (She my top thot) The way you niggas dickride Need some pom-poms (You need some pom-poms) The way you niggas dickride Need some training wheels (You need some training wheels) I'm the real Bckdoe, bitch, I stain for real (Bitch, I'm Bckdoe) Should've went to school, you got smoked Tryna bang the field (Tryna bang the field) That nigga been a bitch, he pump fake but I'ma spray for real (But I'ma spray for real) That nigga been a bitch, he pump Fake but I'ma spray for real Nigga tryna bang the field, I think he really gay for real I'm finna get at Joseph Kay like what I say for real Ohh yeah he tryna get going ... Hear that shit right now, I'm out