We gon' leave em dead straight on arrival
Way we live this shit's survival
Met my idol, wasn't the same as when I looked up to my idol
Keep the change, I'm tippin' good, these dollar bills just on recycle
F*ck her good, and then it's final
Text my phone, she say I'm vital
I was never on that wave, but bro nem still ridin' in Strykers
She came over, ate me up, said she couldn't f*ck cause of her cycle
Drive the whip without no title
She got mad, we got no title
Yeah, this song, it got no title
F*ck her good, then I one night her
They want me dead, I got a rifle
Plenty hoes, I'm indecisive
Figure four, she got excited
Can't get trapped inside his life
He lost his mind, he ran it up Then lost it all, got in the striking
Got hella cases, he done beat
But somehow still ain't changed for right
One on the wheel, one on the pipe
This SRT can't sit at lights
Hold on, that's 12, I see the lights
This stolo quick, I hit it twice
Been back and forth, Burbank and back
The only sleep I get is flights
I told the bitch she gon' get left, she can't get right
Kayo known for pushing P, my momma mad, I live his life
But I quadrupled off the bag, how could I give up a 3-5
Got dreams of singin' on the stage at Jimmy K
Come see me live
Can't let these groupie hoes inside my place of stay, these hoes be set up
They just wanna see me die
Wanna see me cry,
See me slide, they just wanna see me slide
This CD fit, it cost a five, ain't even worth the slides
Get around my way like, bitch, you fried I ain't even with the lies
I'm fresh like fries , these hoes realize I been on the rise
We gon' leave em dead straight on arrival
Way we live this shit's survival
Met my idol, wasn't the same as when I looked up to my idol
Keep the change, I'm tippin' good, these dollar bills just on recycle
F*ck her good, and then it's final
Text my phone, she say I'm vital
I was never on that wave, but bro nem still ridin' in Strykers
She came over, ate me up, said she couldn't f*ck cause of her cycle
Drive the whip without no title
She got mad, we got no title
Yeah, this song, it got no title
F*ck her good, then I one night her
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We gon' leave em dead straight on arrival
Way we live this shit's survival
Met my idol, wasn't the same as when I looked up to my idol
Keep the change, I'm tippin' good, these dollar bills just on recycle
F*ck her good, and then it's final
Text my phone, she say I'm vital
I was never on that wave, but bro nem still ridin' in Strykers
She came over, ate me up, said she couldn't f*ck cause of her cycle
Drive the whip without no title
She got mad, we got no title
Yeah, this song, it got no title
F*ck her good, then I one night her
They want me dead, I got a rifle
Plenty hoes, I'm indecisive
Figure four, she got excited
Can't get trapped inside his life
He lost his mind, he ran it up Then lost it all, got in the striking
Got hella cases, he done beat
But somehow still ain't changed for right
One on the wheel, one on the pipe
This SRT can't sit at lights
Hold on, that's 12, I see the lights
This stolo quick, I hit it twice
Been back and forth, Burbank and back
The only sleep I get is flights
I told the bitch she gon' get left, she can't get right
Kayo known for pushing P, my momma mad, I live his life
But I quadrupled off the bag, how could I give up a 3-5
Got dreams of singin' on the stage at Jimmy K
Come see me live
Can't let these groupie hoes inside my place of stay, these hoes be set up
They just wanna see me die
Wanna see me cry,
See me slide, they just wanna see me slide
This CD fit, it cost a five, ain't even worth the slides
Get around my way like, bitch, you fried I ain't even with the lies
I'm fresh like fries , these hoes realize I been on the rise
We gon' leave em dead straight on arrival
Way we live this shit's survival
Met my idol, wasn't the same as when I looked up to my idol
Keep the change, I'm tippin' good, these dollar bills just on recycle
F*ck her good, and then it's final
Text my phone, she say I'm vital
I was never on that wave, but bro nem still ridin' in Strykers
She came over, ate me up, said she couldn't f*ck cause of her cycle
Drive the whip without no title
She got mad, we got no title
Yeah, this song, it got no title
F*ck her good, then I one night her
Way we live this shit's survival
Met my idol, wasn't the same as when I looked up to my idol
Keep the change, I'm tippin' good, these dollar bills just on recycle
F*ck her good, and then it's final
Text my phone, she say I'm vital
I was never on that wave, but bro nem still ridin' in Strykers
She came over, ate me up, said she couldn't f*ck cause of her cycle
Drive the whip without no title
She got mad, we got no title
Yeah, this song, it got no title
F*ck her good, then I one night her
They want me dead, I got a rifle
Plenty hoes, I'm indecisive
Figure four, she got excited
Can't get trapped inside his life
He lost his mind, he ran it up Then lost it all, got in the striking
Got hella cases, he done beat
But somehow still ain't changed for right
One on the wheel, one on the pipe
This SRT can't sit at lights
Hold on, that's 12, I see the lights
This stolo quick, I hit it twice
Been back and forth, Burbank and back
The only sleep I get is flights
I told the bitch she gon' get left, she can't get right
Kayo known for pushing P, my momma mad, I live his life
But I quadrupled off the bag, how could I give up a 3-5
Got dreams of singin' on the stage at Jimmy K
Come see me live
Can't let these groupie hoes inside my place of stay, these hoes be set up
They just wanna see me die
Wanna see me cry,
See me slide, they just wanna see me slide
This CD fit, it cost a five, ain't even worth the slides
Get around my way like, bitch, you fried I ain't even with the lies
I'm fresh like fries , these hoes realize I been on the rise
We gon' leave em dead straight on arrival
Way we live this shit's survival
Met my idol, wasn't the same as when I looked up to my idol
Keep the change, I'm tippin' good, these dollar bills just on recycle
F*ck her good, and then it's final
Text my phone, she say I'm vital
I was never on that wave, but bro nem still ridin' in Strykers
She came over, ate me up, said she couldn't f*ck cause of her cycle
Drive the whip without no title
She got mad, we got no title
Yeah, this song, it got no title
F*ck her good, then I one night her
Writer: lil kayo
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