Mmhmmm
Real right shota I seen blood
Mmhmmm
Bro said f*ck dat shit let's slide
Mmhmmm I oblige
You gotta take a lil risk to get rich you might have to put a lil mask on
Aye
Nigga like f*ck it I bust at ya kid
Nigga don't trust me I aim at ya lip
Im in the back ground like adlib
I was just dead down and broke last year
I put da stick to yo head like a deer
I got some vengeance want end yo career
Pull up and spray dis shit right at yo beard
They say god the the only on that you should fear
Im fearing my self
She suck on my dick fa the wealth
I keep that motha f*cka on me stealthily
Niggas plotting on my death
Yea
Spin the block we double back for sure
Spin the block bro double back for a bird
Shitting on niggas I smell like a turd
Spark up the blunt smoke on the herb
Muscle cars we back to back when we swerve
I got the whole gang standing on da curb
I was a young nigga riding in a hot box ready to hop out when I see blue
Aye
Hot box niggas wasn't smoking I'm talking bout take dat tag off the car
Aye
Swerve that car through the yard
Yea
I can get in wit no key fob
Bro said f*ck dat shit let's slide
Mmhmm right on time
Death been on my mind mmhm it's bout dat time
Look inside my eyes
Uh
You might not see nothing
Running out of time I shoot straight for the sun
Brought my mp5
Oh
Not a Mac- 11
Yo hoe play my mp3 four five times now she want sex me
Ok Celine Giuseppe
Outside like bitch come press me
Im out side today
They just took my dogs
I want blood today
Rip Quan Rip Lex Rip
Any nigga come and press me
I want tie ya head hang it from da tree
I got plenty bags donate man ate
Do da nigga bad put him on a tee
Pop another x take if like a treat
Looking fa ya plate I was tryna eat
I got yo lil prize up under my seat
Shit can get dangerous I'm really violent
Poke out your eye I don't want you to see
Sharpen yo blade I sharpen my foot work I'm so steadily stepping on niggas
Sharpen my stile I like to go berserk
Im so ready to take ya out a picture
Im so throwed off I just sipped a pitcher
Mmhmmm
Real right shota I seen blood
Mmhmmm
Bro said f*ck dat shit let's slide
Mmhmmm I oblige
You gotta take a lil risk to get rich you might have to put a lil mask on
Aye
Nigga like f*ck it I bust at ya kid
Nigga don't trust me I aim at ya lip
Im in the back ground like adlib
I was just dead down and broke last year
I put da stick to yo head like a deer
I got some vengeance want end yo career
Pull up and spray dis shit right at yo beard
They say god the the only on that you should fear
Im fearing my self
She suck on my dick fa the wealth
I keep that motha f*cka on me stealthily
Niggas plotting on my death
Yea
Spin the block we double back for sure
Spin the block bro double back for a bird
Shitting on niggas I smell like a turd
Spark up the blunt smoke on the herb
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Mmhmmm
Real right shota I seen blood
Mmhmmm
Bro said f*ck dat shit let's slide
Mmhmmm I oblige
You gotta take a lil risk to get rich you might have to put a lil mask on
Aye
Nigga like f*ck it I bust at ya kid
Nigga don't trust me I aim at ya lip
Im in the back ground like adlib
I was just dead down and broke last year
I put da stick to yo head like a deer
I got some vengeance want end yo career
Pull up and spray dis shit right at yo beard
They say god the the only on that you should fear
Im fearing my self
She suck on my dick fa the wealth
I keep that motha f*cka on me stealthily
Niggas plotting on my death
Yea
Spin the block we double back for sure
Spin the block bro double back for a bird
Shitting on niggas I smell like a turd
Spark up the blunt smoke on the herb
Muscle cars we back to back when we swerve
I got the whole gang standing on da curb
I was a young nigga riding in a hot box ready to hop out when I see blue
Aye
Hot box niggas wasn't smoking I'm talking bout take dat tag off the car
Aye
Swerve that car through the yard
Yea
I can get in wit no key fob
Bro said f*ck dat shit let's slide
Mmhmm right on time
Death been on my mind mmhm it's bout dat time
Look inside my eyes
Uh
You might not see nothing
Running out of time I shoot straight for the sun
Brought my mp5
Oh
Not a Mac- 11
Yo hoe play my mp3 four five times now she want sex me
Ok Celine Giuseppe
Outside like bitch come press me
Im out side today
They just took my dogs
I want blood today
Rip Quan Rip Lex Rip
Any nigga come and press me
I want tie ya head hang it from da tree
I got plenty bags donate man ate
Do da nigga bad put him on a tee
Pop another x take if like a treat
Looking fa ya plate I was tryna eat
I got yo lil prize up under my seat
Shit can get dangerous I'm really violent
Poke out your eye I don't want you to see
Sharpen yo blade I sharpen my foot work I'm so steadily stepping on niggas
Sharpen my stile I like to go berserk
Im so ready to take ya out a picture
Im so throwed off I just sipped a pitcher
Mmhmmm
Real right shota I seen blood
Mmhmmm
Bro said f*ck dat shit let's slide
Mmhmmm I oblige
You gotta take a lil risk to get rich you might have to put a lil mask on
Aye
Nigga like f*ck it I bust at ya kid
Nigga don't trust me I aim at ya lip
Im in the back ground like adlib
I was just dead down and broke last year
I put da stick to yo head like a deer
I got some vengeance want end yo career
Pull up and spray dis shit right at yo beard
They say god the the only on that you should fear
Im fearing my self
She suck on my dick fa the wealth
I keep that motha f*cka on me stealthily
Niggas plotting on my death
Yea
Spin the block we double back for sure
Spin the block bro double back for a bird
Shitting on niggas I smell like a turd
Spark up the blunt smoke on the herb
Real right shota I seen blood
Mmhmmm
Bro said f*ck dat shit let's slide
Mmhmmm I oblige
You gotta take a lil risk to get rich you might have to put a lil mask on
Aye
Nigga like f*ck it I bust at ya kid
Nigga don't trust me I aim at ya lip
Im in the back ground like adlib
I was just dead down and broke last year
I put da stick to yo head like a deer
I got some vengeance want end yo career
Pull up and spray dis shit right at yo beard
They say god the the only on that you should fear
Im fearing my self
She suck on my dick fa the wealth
I keep that motha f*cka on me stealthily
Niggas plotting on my death
Yea
Spin the block we double back for sure
Spin the block bro double back for a bird
Shitting on niggas I smell like a turd
Spark up the blunt smoke on the herb
Muscle cars we back to back when we swerve
I got the whole gang standing on da curb
I was a young nigga riding in a hot box ready to hop out when I see blue
Aye
Hot box niggas wasn't smoking I'm talking bout take dat tag off the car
Aye
Swerve that car through the yard
Yea
I can get in wit no key fob
Bro said f*ck dat shit let's slide
Mmhmm right on time
Death been on my mind mmhm it's bout dat time
Look inside my eyes
Uh
You might not see nothing
Running out of time I shoot straight for the sun
Brought my mp5
Oh
Not a Mac- 11
Yo hoe play my mp3 four five times now she want sex me
Ok Celine Giuseppe
Outside like bitch come press me
Im out side today
They just took my dogs
I want blood today
Rip Quan Rip Lex Rip
Any nigga come and press me
I want tie ya head hang it from da tree
I got plenty bags donate man ate
Do da nigga bad put him on a tee
Pop another x take if like a treat
Looking fa ya plate I was tryna eat
I got yo lil prize up under my seat
Shit can get dangerous I'm really violent
Poke out your eye I don't want you to see
Sharpen yo blade I sharpen my foot work I'm so steadily stepping on niggas
Sharpen my stile I like to go berserk
Im so ready to take ya out a picture
Im so throwed off I just sipped a pitcher
Mmhmmm
Real right shota I seen blood
Mmhmmm
Bro said f*ck dat shit let's slide
Mmhmmm I oblige
You gotta take a lil risk to get rich you might have to put a lil mask on
Aye
Nigga like f*ck it I bust at ya kid
Nigga don't trust me I aim at ya lip
Im in the back ground like adlib
I was just dead down and broke last year
I put da stick to yo head like a deer
I got some vengeance want end yo career
Pull up and spray dis shit right at yo beard
They say god the the only on that you should fear
Im fearing my self
She suck on my dick fa the wealth
I keep that motha f*cka on me stealthily
Niggas plotting on my death
Yea
Spin the block we double back for sure
Spin the block bro double back for a bird
Shitting on niggas I smell like a turd
Spark up the blunt smoke on the herb
Writer: Isaiah Love
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