10 in a gucci bag youngboy go tag that lil nigga
We gone smoke da mac turn yo to sum gas yeah lil nigga
Plottin on his stash prolly do the dash on a nigga
Hit the lyft add bet we pull up fast on that nigga
Aint no ride bys
Do a driveby
Mama crying never got to tell em bye bye
Lil bitch told me that she love me she a lie lie
These bird hoes keep trynna eat they think its popeyes
Them war babies at yo door if we aint allies
My musketeers wrap em up for a payday
Bomb that nigga block police yelling maday
You got a drac drac but whats that to a AK
You was a silver spooned lil nigga we had paper plates
Make me pull up do the nigga got da laser taped
They got them for 40 glocks my youngboy got dem 38s
I cant f*ck with you lil niggas i swear you so fake
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10 in a gucci bag youngboy go tag that lil nigga
We gone smoke da mac turn yo to sum gas yeah lil nigga
Plottin on his stash prolly do the dash on a nigga
Hit the lyft add bet we pull up fast on that nigga
Aint no ride bys
Do a driveby
Mama crying never got to tell em bye bye
Lil bitch told me that she love me she a lie lie
These bird hoes keep trynna eat they think its popeyes
Them war babies at yo door if we aint allies
My musketeers wrap em up for a payday
Bomb that nigga block police yelling maday
You got a drac drac but whats that to a AK
You was a silver spooned lil nigga we had paper plates
Make me pull up do the nigga got da laser taped
They got them for 40 glocks my youngboy got dem 38s
I cant f*ck with you lil niggas i swear you so fake
We gone smoke da mac turn yo to sum gas yeah lil nigga
Plottin on his stash prolly do the dash on a nigga
Hit the lyft add bet we pull up fast on that nigga
Aint no ride bys
Do a driveby
Mama crying never got to tell em bye bye
Lil bitch told me that she love me she a lie lie
These bird hoes keep trynna eat they think its popeyes
Them war babies at yo door if we aint allies
My musketeers wrap em up for a payday
Bomb that nigga block police yelling maday
You got a drac drac but whats that to a AK
You was a silver spooned lil nigga we had paper plates
Make me pull up do the nigga got da laser taped
They got them for 40 glocks my youngboy got dem 38s
I cant f*ck with you lil niggas i swear you so fake
Writer: Thomas Bryant
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