Tampa Bay Bustdown

[Chorus: Yung Gravy & Chief Keef]
[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
[Chorus: Yung Gravy & Chief Keef]
[Verse 2: Yung Gravy]
[Chorus: Yung Gravy & Chief Keef]
Bang, bang, bang
Baby, **** the Glock and then I let it spray
Bust it out the Chevrolet
Goin fishing for your ***** today
We drunk in Tampa Bay (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And we gon' hit a lick, we getting rich today
I got all these horses, howdy partner
Runnin through the crib with a stick like Harry Potter (Bang, bang)
Go head run it back, we can get it Marry Poppin'
Since I got guap, these ******* cant tell me nothin
Girl Im numb and I aint feelin nothin (Yee-haw)
Why you got a pistol? You aint killin' nothin'
We really got the drop, we finna drop every opp (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Hopped in Rari, and told that ***** 'Giddy up' (Ayy, ffft)
I'm like C-Notes, pull up
No we aint slippin, ra-ra-ra (Fa-fa-fa)
Hit em up (Hit 'em up)
Baby, **** the Glock and then I let it spray (Bang, bang)
Bust it out the Chevrolet ( Chevrolet, ayy)
Goin fishing for your ***** today (Your ***** today)
We drunk in Tampa Bay (Tampa Bay)
And we gon hit a lick, we getting rich today
Ayy, baptized in the Chattahoochee
Trailer park coochie, steel-toed Guccis (Woah nelly)
F150, whip it like a hootie
Pull up to the Garth Brooks show for the groupies
Shootin ducks, *****, we dont **** with ducks, *****
I turned to Tucker and I said
Baby, **** the Glock andthen I let it spray (Bang, bang, bang)
Bust it out the Chevrolet (Chevrolet, ayy)
Goin fishing for your ***** today (Your ***** today)
We drunk in Tampa Bay (Tampa Bay)
And we gon hit a lick, we getting rich today (Yee-haw)