Yaw be in the way nigga I'm loaded
Sharks round way gotta stay focused
Bread on yo head now da whole gang molded
Block so hot got the raid truck trollin
12 on my ass but I'm still to a bag
Tint on 5 wit a duffle in a back
Shorty on a side when I park I'm gon max
Juggin in a beater 180 on dash
Lil homie rollin but his pockets on flat
Life ain't sweet got the blower in his lap
Lookin for a lickwit his mouth all chapped
Issa midwest story where the plug get wacked
Get big on em
Fugg it Bruce Bruce on em
Live life free get loose on em
Ya boys too dry need to pour a lil juice on em
Dare act up or I'll open up the roof on em
Where ya grandmama stay
Or what's yo daddy name
Before we mark you out we need to know some thangs
Some niggas killed my cousin I don't feel the same
Ridin wit a burner like Screaming murder gang
Yaw be in the way nigga I'm loaded
Sharks round way gotta stay focused
Bread on yo head now da whole gang molded
Block so hot got the raid truck trollin
Stunt on her den u tell her wobble wit it
I'ma man not a boy u should let me hit it
Neva too much money be about ya business
If ya broke when you die forget ya wit da quickness
Keep it on tuck case they think a Nigga candy
Some killers roam free but I call em niggas family
Can't sit still know my mama can't stand me
Big tall cans really get you niggas dancin
Need aratchet bald head know god but understand me
Talkin ghetto bougie broad still classy
West coast vibe but I'm feeling like max b
What's life like if you pockets ain't blowed up
Cappin on da gram like dese niggas don't know nun
You lackin all the time man you really need ya grass cut
Concrete nigga boy the jungle where we came from
Yaw be in the way nigga I'm loaded
Sharks round way gotta stay focused
Bread on yo head now da whole gang molded
Block so hot got the raid truck trollin
Stunt on her den u tell her wobble wit it
Ima man not a boy you should let me hit it
Neva too much money be about ya business
If ya broke when ya die forget ya wit da quickness
Keep it on tuck case they think a Nigga candy
Some killers roam free but I call em niggas family
Can't sit still know my mama can't stand me
Need aratchet bald head know god but understand me
West coast vibe but I'm feeling like max b
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Yaw be in the way nigga I'm loaded
Sharks round way gotta stay focused
Bread on yo head now da whole gang molded
Block so hot got the raid truck trollin
12 on my ass but I'm still to a bag
Tint on 5 wit a duffle in a back
Shorty on a side when I park I'm gon max
Juggin in a beater 180 on dash
Lil homie rollin but his pockets on flat
Life ain't sweet got the blower in his lap
Lookin for a lickwit his mouth all chapped
Issa midwest story where the plug get wacked
Get big on em
Fugg it Bruce Bruce on em
Live life free get loose on em
Ya boys too dry need to pour a lil juice on em
Dare act up or I'll open up the roof on em
Where ya grandmama stay
Or what's yo daddy name
Before we mark you out we need to know some thangs
Some niggas killed my cousin I don't feel the same
Ridin wit a burner like Screaming murder gang
Yaw be in the way nigga I'm loaded
Sharks round way gotta stay focused
Bread on yo head now da whole gang molded
Block so hot got the raid truck trollin
Stunt on her den u tell her wobble wit it
I'ma man not a boy u should let me hit it
Neva too much money be about ya business
If ya broke when you die forget ya wit da quickness
Keep it on tuck case they think a Nigga candy
Some killers roam free but I call em niggas family
Can't sit still know my mama can't stand me
Big tall cans really get you niggas dancin
Need aratchet bald head know god but understand me
Talkin ghetto bougie broad still classy
West coast vibe but I'm feeling like max b
What's life like if you pockets ain't blowed up
Cappin on da gram like dese niggas don't know nun
You lackin all the time man you really need ya grass cut
Concrete nigga boy the jungle where we came from
Yaw be in the way nigga I'm loaded
Sharks round way gotta stay focused
Bread on yo head now da whole gang molded
Block so hot got the raid truck trollin
Stunt on her den u tell her wobble wit it
Ima man not a boy you should let me hit it
Neva too much money be about ya business
If ya broke when ya die forget ya wit da quickness
Keep it on tuck case they think a Nigga candy
Some killers roam free but I call em niggas family
Can't sit still know my mama can't stand me
Need aratchet bald head know god but understand me
West coast vibe but I'm feeling like max b
Sharks round way gotta stay focused
Bread on yo head now da whole gang molded
Block so hot got the raid truck trollin
12 on my ass but I'm still to a bag
Tint on 5 wit a duffle in a back
Shorty on a side when I park I'm gon max
Juggin in a beater 180 on dash
Lil homie rollin but his pockets on flat
Life ain't sweet got the blower in his lap
Lookin for a lickwit his mouth all chapped
Issa midwest story where the plug get wacked
Get big on em
Fugg it Bruce Bruce on em
Live life free get loose on em
Ya boys too dry need to pour a lil juice on em
Dare act up or I'll open up the roof on em
Where ya grandmama stay
Or what's yo daddy name
Before we mark you out we need to know some thangs
Some niggas killed my cousin I don't feel the same
Ridin wit a burner like Screaming murder gang
Yaw be in the way nigga I'm loaded
Sharks round way gotta stay focused
Bread on yo head now da whole gang molded
Block so hot got the raid truck trollin
Stunt on her den u tell her wobble wit it
I'ma man not a boy u should let me hit it
Neva too much money be about ya business
If ya broke when you die forget ya wit da quickness
Keep it on tuck case they think a Nigga candy
Some killers roam free but I call em niggas family
Can't sit still know my mama can't stand me
Big tall cans really get you niggas dancin
Need aratchet bald head know god but understand me
Talkin ghetto bougie broad still classy
West coast vibe but I'm feeling like max b
What's life like if you pockets ain't blowed up
Cappin on da gram like dese niggas don't know nun
You lackin all the time man you really need ya grass cut
Concrete nigga boy the jungle where we came from
Yaw be in the way nigga I'm loaded
Sharks round way gotta stay focused
Bread on yo head now da whole gang molded
Block so hot got the raid truck trollin
Stunt on her den u tell her wobble wit it
Ima man not a boy you should let me hit it
Neva too much money be about ya business
If ya broke when ya die forget ya wit da quickness
Keep it on tuck case they think a Nigga candy
Some killers roam free but I call em niggas family
Can't sit still know my mama can't stand me
Need aratchet bald head know god but understand me
West coast vibe but I'm feeling like max b
Writer: Darrick Colbert
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