Come on, yeah, come on, yeah, come on, ayy, R.R.O, uh, come on
Probably with yo bitch in this bnb it's sad cuz I know she goin
We get out blitzin, zone two and three, my niggas trained for it
Pull up, black truck, right to the party, that's how I come accordingly
If she ain't here to f*ck me or gang, then f*ck she came for
I heard you paying for it, high price, fashion, straight designer
Shit you can't afford
This lil' bitch way too thick and I can't take no more
We do walk downs and we tap heads, them niggas, they pray to the lord
Me and my niggas, we TFW, that mean we trained for war
When we get on feet, if you score for me, no belt to ass
That means I give you peace
Boy, I'm on the front line, I ain't lyin, tryna leave shit in the streets
Think my shooter Chinese way, he manufacturing niggas tees
Ayy, baby, come f*ck with me
I'm tryna give you a life my ex couldn't have cuz she was too weak
I know lil' bro f*cked up in the head, he cuffed a freak
I think my shooter deaf cuz he don't even like to speak
Bail out car send 223s
Niggas mad, I'm in that field, I'm passing like my name Lamar
When your bitch spend the night with me, I bet she not coming home tomorrow
I'm in the DMV all black like a raven, tryna go get a free car
Nike, tech, Nike, gloves, Nike, ski mask, and the Glock got box
Ayy, kidd gon' hit the left, Zoe gon' hit the right
Come right through the middle, Micro drac gon' cut the lights
Straight designer, don't know the price, made that lil' hoe take a flight
Say he six'five", but I bet this ARP gon' cut his height
Yeah, boy, we known for that
They dying and keep on doing that dissing, boy, they ain't wrong for that
Lil' bitch keep on shaking ass, she use my song for that
Ayy, lil' bro talking all that shit, he use his tone for that
Lil' bro, leave yo dome flat
Probably with your bitch in his BnB, it's sad cuz I know she goin
We get out blitzin, zone, two and three, my niggas trained for it
Pull up black truck right to the party, that's how I come accordingly
If she ain't here to f*ck me or gang, then f*ck she came for
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Come on, yeah, come on, yeah, come on, ayy, R.R.O, uh, come on
Probably with yo bitch in this bnb it's sad cuz I know she goin
We get out blitzin, zone two and three, my niggas trained for it
Pull up, black truck, right to the party, that's how I come accordingly
If she ain't here to f*ck me or gang, then f*ck she came for
I heard you paying for it, high price, fashion, straight designer
Shit you can't afford
This lil' bitch way too thick and I can't take no more
We do walk downs and we tap heads, them niggas, they pray to the lord
Me and my niggas, we TFW, that mean we trained for war
When we get on feet, if you score for me, no belt to ass
That means I give you peace
Boy, I'm on the front line, I ain't lyin, tryna leave shit in the streets
Think my shooter Chinese way, he manufacturing niggas tees
Ayy, baby, come f*ck with me
I'm tryna give you a life my ex couldn't have cuz she was too weak
I know lil' bro f*cked up in the head, he cuffed a freak
I think my shooter deaf cuz he don't even like to speak
Bail out car send 223s
Niggas mad, I'm in that field, I'm passing like my name Lamar
When your bitch spend the night with me, I bet she not coming home tomorrow
I'm in the DMV all black like a raven, tryna go get a free car
Nike, tech, Nike, gloves, Nike, ski mask, and the Glock got box
Ayy, kidd gon' hit the left, Zoe gon' hit the right
Come right through the middle, Micro drac gon' cut the lights
Straight designer, don't know the price, made that lil' hoe take a flight
Say he six'five", but I bet this ARP gon' cut his height
Yeah, boy, we known for that
They dying and keep on doing that dissing, boy, they ain't wrong for that
Lil' bitch keep on shaking ass, she use my song for that
Ayy, lil' bro talking all that shit, he use his tone for that
Lil' bro, leave yo dome flat
Probably with your bitch in his BnB, it's sad cuz I know she goin
We get out blitzin, zone, two and three, my niggas trained for it
Pull up black truck right to the party, that's how I come accordingly
If she ain't here to f*ck me or gang, then f*ck she came for
Probably with yo bitch in this bnb it's sad cuz I know she goin
We get out blitzin, zone two and three, my niggas trained for it
Pull up, black truck, right to the party, that's how I come accordingly
If she ain't here to f*ck me or gang, then f*ck she came for
I heard you paying for it, high price, fashion, straight designer
Shit you can't afford
This lil' bitch way too thick and I can't take no more
We do walk downs and we tap heads, them niggas, they pray to the lord
Me and my niggas, we TFW, that mean we trained for war
When we get on feet, if you score for me, no belt to ass
That means I give you peace
Boy, I'm on the front line, I ain't lyin, tryna leave shit in the streets
Think my shooter Chinese way, he manufacturing niggas tees
Ayy, baby, come f*ck with me
I'm tryna give you a life my ex couldn't have cuz she was too weak
I know lil' bro f*cked up in the head, he cuffed a freak
I think my shooter deaf cuz he don't even like to speak
Bail out car send 223s
Niggas mad, I'm in that field, I'm passing like my name Lamar
When your bitch spend the night with me, I bet she not coming home tomorrow
I'm in the DMV all black like a raven, tryna go get a free car
Nike, tech, Nike, gloves, Nike, ski mask, and the Glock got box
Ayy, kidd gon' hit the left, Zoe gon' hit the right
Come right through the middle, Micro drac gon' cut the lights
Straight designer, don't know the price, made that lil' hoe take a flight
Say he six'five", but I bet this ARP gon' cut his height
Yeah, boy, we known for that
They dying and keep on doing that dissing, boy, they ain't wrong for that
Lil' bitch keep on shaking ass, she use my song for that
Ayy, lil' bro talking all that shit, he use his tone for that
Lil' bro, leave yo dome flat
Probably with your bitch in his BnB, it's sad cuz I know she goin
We get out blitzin, zone, two and three, my niggas trained for it
Pull up black truck right to the party, that's how I come accordingly
If she ain't here to f*ck me or gang, then f*ck she came for
Writer: Bernard Hogans
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid