Stotle - Where Would I Be lyrics

Haha, where Hardo at bruh?

Where would I be, without all my nggas?
Pullin' them triggas'
We stackin' up figures
Ridin' in silence and you know who with us
We know the killer, no you cannot kid us
Look like a dog, and you can get bit up
We in the trap, throwin' that shit up
That boy he bluffin' he not tryna' link

And that boy he pussy, he not what you think
Don't fuck with cups
We don't give her a drink
(Don't fuck with cups)
She like that I'm tatted
She lovin' the ink
My clip hold 30 you call it a sink
My nggas they got me they never gon' fold
I throw you a , come back with it sold
That boy get popped yeah he
Don't want the smoke
Wearin' Dior, in his pockets he broke
Fuckin' his bitch in the back and she throat
4 in the morning, you know that I'm woke
Foot in the door and you know what it took
Look like I'm Harden the way that I cook
Move out the hood, I'm takin' the claim
If we doin' shit bet not sayin' my name
Leave that boy wet, like he with some range
Say "what you do?" i said I pursue
Fuckin' his bitch and she neckin' the crew
Workin' so hard, yeah I need a pension
Fuckin' your bitch in the back of the Tesla
I better not see her again in my mentions
Way that we stretch her that
Boy he was tensin'
That boy started crazy, but we gon' contain
Say that she smart, then give me the brain
I hit her and quit her I need a restrain, aye
Yeah

Where would I be, without all my nggas?
Pullin' them triggas'
We stackin' up figures
Ridin' in silence and you know who with us
We know the killer, no you cannot kid us
Look like a dog, and you can get bit up
We in the trap, throwin' that shit up
That boy he bluffin' he not tryna' link

And that boy he pussy, he not what you think
Don't fuck with cups
We don't give her a drink
(Don't fuck with cups)
She like that I'm tatted
She lovin' the ink
My clip hold 30 you call it a sink
My nggas they got me they never gon' fold
I throw you a , come back with it sold
That boy get popped yeah he
Don't want the smoke
Wearin' Dior, in his pockets he broke
Fuckin' his bitch in the back and she throat
4 in the morning, you know that I'm woke
Foot in the door and you know what it took
Look like I'm Harden the way that I cook
Move out the hood, I'm takin' the claim
If we doin' shit bet not sayin' my name
Leave that boy wet, like he with some range
Say "what you do?" i said I pursue
Fuckin' his bitch and she neckin' the crew
Workin' so hard, yeah I need a pension
Fuckin' your bitch in the back of the Tesla
I better not see her again in my mentions
Way that we stretch her that
Boy he was tensin'
That boy started crazy, but we gon' contain
Say that she smart, then give me the brain
I hit her and quit her I need a restrain, aye
Yeah