04sam, Lawsy - Ella ella ella lyrics

Bitch we real deal killers we
Ain’t beefin over stats uh, what
He was talking down on dylan so
We shot him in the back oh, oh, yuh

Get ur umbrella, ella, ella
Cuz there’s bullets raining from the sky
I know u hella, hella, hella
Pissed off cuz i’m that guy
Ur a shell of, shell of, shell of
Me and that’s why ur music is dry
U ain’t getting weed lil bro
This is a stick up
N i got the Glock now he looking like psy
I picked that bitch up and i made her life
Better b4 i was there was a fucking pigsty
And i kno she urs now but i fucked that ho
Better n that’s just some shit
That shе cannot deny
I just got a new Glock 04 with some nuts at
Thе end and yk that it came wit a sight
We gon run in his trap we gon get him tn
If they try fw u catch a body in spite
Shawty i’m asking i want u 4 life
I could give u the world plz
Just give me a nite
Yeah they shooting at me but
They shooting like dwight
My lil bro gotta draco we not gonna fight
Bitch i’m smoking on blunts someone
Pass me a light u can’t catch me for shit
I look basic and white
That bitch kno i’m a dog
But i’m not gonna bite
Going up with my brothers
I’m feeling like wright yuh ay
Hop on the pluggnb n fuck it up
That bitch wanna fuck so i fuck up her guts
I stay in the trap, bitch im cooking up
Knock on the door it's the feds gotta run
If i hear a knock, bitch i gotta book it
Im smoking on straight gas smoking cookie
She wanna fuck baby come kick it
Whats that on my neck? baby thats a tennis
Diamonds dancing, baby like olympics
I got a white plug his name dennis
Serving 4 the fucking low
If u need some drugs bitch hit my phone
Im fucking that bitch gotta get in my zone
Crockpot, bitch im cooking up dope

Get ur umbrella, ella, ella
Cuz there’s bullets raining from the sky
I know u hella, hella, hella
Pissed off cuz i’m that guy
Ur a shell of, shell of, shell of
Me and that’s why ur music is dry
U ain’t getting weed lil bro
This is a stick up
N i got the Glock now he looking like psy
I picked that bitch up and i made her life
Better b4 i was there was a fucking pigsty
And i kno she urs now but i fucked that ho
Better n that’s just some shit
That she cannot deny
I just got a new Glock 04 with some nuts at
The end and yk that it came wit a sight
We gon run in his trap we gon get him tn
If they try fw u catch a body in spite
Get ur umbrella, ella, ella
Cuz there’s bullets raining from the sky
I know u hella, hella, hella
Pissed off cuz i’m that guy
Ur a shell of, shell of, shell of
Me and that’s why ur music is dry
U ain’t getting weed lil bro
This is a stick up
N i got the Glock now he looking like psy