BabyTron, Mondo Jackson - Fix Her Face lyrics

Shoot to Cali', shoot back
Then it's to the stu'
Doggy working shifts back-to back
He on a two-to-two
Thinking that he charged up
We pulled up and we blew his fuel
Wouldn't dare cuff that lil' bitch
That ho super through
We can't beef if I can't Google you
Why you think we brought chopsticks?
We came to noodle you
Dicksucking in the comments, hit
'em with the, "Who is you?"
Widebody Hellcat
This fucker came with super zoom
You won't catch me, hit the brakes
But, you might catch me up
In Fleming's getting steak
Checks ATM, bank zipped
I'm just getting paid
Finna drop the buffs for 4K
And never lift a weight
I'ma send him up to God
Whеre he lifts his gates
If a sack on your hеad
We gon' blitz with K's
Thirty-two shots, mask on tryna rip his face
Threw my bitch a light thirty
Ball and told her, "Fix her face"

I gave the ho a Perc' 30, told her
"Fix her face"
I hit him with the whole 30
Can't see his face
I got bruh in the wrong place
He on, so one, he'll take chains
I heard you FBI and you cool with jakes
I'm cool with slime balls and
I chill with the snakes
Medusa all my Glocks
Told you that I like snakes
And I just beat a case
Shell catcher, yeah, I love 'em 38's
Mailman, moving shit state to state
Dead man, huge sleep every wait

I'm sleep off a six of Wocky
Big shotty like I'm Elmer Fudd
Bet it hit your body
West Hollywood, five-star
Tripping in the lobby
White bitch playing with her nose
Finna sniff some molly's

Ayy, ShittyBoyz