Yung Buddah - Wheelchair Rollin lyrics

[Intro] [Hook: Charles Hills] Wheelchair Rollin, Buddah he be floatin No leg gangster, Glock 9 leave you open Buddah keep a ruger, 44 no joking (Mane)f** that n***a Buddah Shoot him in his f**in Colon!! [Verse 1: Yung Buddah] Chrome rims spinning, a n***a still winning Pretty a** b**hes, with some pretty a** titties Hollering Lord please forgive me, a n***a still sinning Beat that p**y up, beat it up like nitti When the beat drop everybody get to jiggin The beaf don't stop, hit a n***a with the semi Extended, reliving a motherf**ing memory Riding shotgun in a motherf**ing Bentley Money steady stacking, we flipping bricks backwards Yung Buddah woo, on the f**ing block trapping Don't know us, we taxing, you owe us, we blasting Chrome thang or plastic, will leave a n***a nasty I'm hollering all or nothing, Yung Buddah he be thugging The sh** that I be clutching, will leave a n***a ugly I'm hollering f** Summerjam, I rather count a hundred grand White b**h, raw p**y, and some arm&ham (Yes sir) [Hook] [Verse 2: Charles Hills] Wheelchair rolling, two wheel motion 22's, Glock 9's, hit'em in his throat man It's Red beams, hollow tips, leave'em with a hole man Cut'em with that chopper buddah, sink'em like he quick sand Buddah push Chargers, with the tools on the back seat Buddah smoke purple, he don't f** with that regular weed It's Yung Gladiators, BG's and YG's It's Hillside n***a I f** with gangsters in the streets Buddah keep a Glock, he keep it in his wheelchair No leg gangster, no legs don't care Buddah stay creeping, I see that n***a everywhere Keep a couple freaks with him, long hair don't care Buddah he'll shoot you, i'm knowing he'll buck Especially when he sipping on that styrofoam cup Lorel tabs, Xanax bars, jaws locking up Buddah keep a Ruger, in his wheelchair bruh [Hook] [Outro]