Oh Please

[Chorus: Tiggs Da Author]
Gunshot, gunshot, think I hear a gunshot
Think I hear a gunshot
One drop, one drop, think I hear a one drop
I'm just counting up a young guap
More Ps
I told my connect, "more keys"
Let my mandem through the door, more cheese
Say she hear that name before, oh, please

[Verse 1: SL]
Aye, aye
Oh, please, my love
I know that I said, you're the one
But this spliff got my head back spun
And your friend look good, so please don't judge
Like no hard feelings here
If you don't hold no grudge, I won't hold no grudge
I remember in the station the fed boys push, but you know wouldn't budge
My nigga said, "S.P. Dookey," (S.P.) one sec', this war has doin' me justice
Bro done it and he done it in public, like gosh, why you do that, bro?
And with the hoes I ain't doing no rules man, bust on her back, and she didn't even know
And she thinks that I'm messing with her, delete that snap now the case got closed
I don't need to talk too much, I be in the back just me and my crow
Like I might just chip on my zoot, I finna go roach
Bro said "pick one," I'm like eenie-meenie-miney-ho
I said bro said "pick one," I'm like eenie-meenie-miney-ho
Real devilish one, no lie
I ain't gotta call her line, but all I gotta do is look in the mirror, and said aim three times
Like how can I rate them guys, their chat's on ten and the trap's on five
I said "How can I rate them guys," their chat's on ten and the trap's on five

[Chorus: Tiggs Da Author]
Gunshot, gunshot, think I hear a gunshot
Think I hear a gunshot
One drop, one drop, think I hear a one drop
I'm just counting up a young guap
More Ps
I told my connect, "more keys"
Let my mandem through the door, more cheese
Say she hear that name before, oh, please

[Verse 2: SL]
Oh, please
Leave me alone officer, it's not me
Always coming to my crib, you're barking up the wrong tree
Last week, I took a loss, and that loss was costly
The other week, I got some top, and that top was got free
Got three of them tings, like damn, what operation you running?
My nigga said karma's real, if so that means I got a lot of shit coming
Called her, last week, "you're average," then she stepped in the motive stunning
Crunchies the ends all sneaky, so I held her undies, so I sprung it
Bad bitch get the jist
If I get nicked with this I'm getting way more than a slap on the wrist
And if I link your chick I'm getting way more than a one two tit
Watch out, if you wack this spliff, have your brain cells taking trips
So just take it slow, like your girlfriend shaking her hips
Jump out on a wagan strip, and of course, a man knows where the wagans live
How you talk like you blazing shit, you backed your ting it was a blatant miss
Bali and latex, fully equipped, ain't tryna end up where the station is
Toke an amazing spliff, got kit-kats guessing what strain it is

[Chorus: Tiggs Da Author]
Gunshot, gunshot, think I hear a gunshot
Think I hear a gunshot
One drop, one drop, think I hear a one drop
I'm just counting up a young guap
More Ps
I told my connect, "more keys"
Let my mandem through the door, more cheese
Say she hear that name before, oh, please