Yop
Five-star STS nigga
Go and get some cheese boy you better stop playing with a real nigga
You can catch me in the zoo with them gorillas
Hit a f*ck nigga with FN I ain't Glorilla
Nigga steady checking off them pills bro is those jiggas?
Hell nah no they ain't
Rich by any means I won't fold, I won't break
Had to cut some niggas off crack the code like a safe
Few niggas laying low getting dome you ain't safe bitch
Yeah okay bitch, hop out tryna spray shit
10 milly leave you well done on some steak shit
Just hold on you going home yeah I'm on my Drake shit
Bro ain't really into making jokes bet he bake shit
Hold up you gone shoot some?
Hell nah
If they press you, you gone do some?
Hell nah
If they ever get a member catch me through a jail call
But these niggas ain't on shit, most these niggas 12 dawg
Cuh got what you need you would think the nigga Freddie Scott
Think you creeping up go ahead here go seven shots
What they say?
I be fresh as hell when the feds watch
Better stay outside you don't wanna see a red dot, bitch nigga
Ima stay the same when I'm rich nigga
Still ah give yo cheap ass a fade when it glitch nigga
Keep it how it was when my chain in the 6 figures
Jump out put his head by my feet leave him disfigured
Alright
Mmhm
Yop
SpreadGang
I been chillin I'll hop up my bully really hoe niggas
Yeah I claim A2P but I got four pistols
He was in the store lacking I told lil folks to go get him
He really gone split em
I gave my all to this shit, when I make it don't try ring me up and call me an shit
When I lost my Gen5 I had to get four
Feds sweep an hit the stash and go an get more
Me & 3 was posed to shine, this shit get old
I ain't from the DMV but I got baby50 on me
You get caught up by the boys don't say you baby blicky homie
Peeping in the rear view mirror and I caught him creeping on me
Fully Nina get to singing like I got a beeper on me
Buck said he need eight so I'm on this bitch
Beef hot so I'm in the stu with pole an shit
My niggas been pits down bad they taking niggas kits
I like fast cars so lately I been watching niggas whips
If you see me in that whip then I ain't racing in that bitch
I might pull up to the scene and take another nigga bitch
Niggas steady hit my phone like yo lil brothers taking shit
I don't give a f*ck nigga we ah pull up baking shit
Long M3 nigga
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English
Yop
Five-star STS nigga
Go and get some cheese boy you better stop playing with a real nigga
You can catch me in the zoo with them gorillas
Hit a f*ck nigga with FN I ain't Glorilla
Nigga steady checking off them pills bro is those jiggas?
Hell nah no they ain't
Rich by any means I won't fold, I won't break
Had to cut some niggas off crack the code like a safe
Few niggas laying low getting dome you ain't safe bitch
Yeah okay bitch, hop out tryna spray shit
10 milly leave you well done on some steak shit
Just hold on you going home yeah I'm on my Drake shit
Bro ain't really into making jokes bet he bake shit
Hold up you gone shoot some?
Hell nah
If they press you, you gone do some?
Hell nah
If they ever get a member catch me through a jail call
But these niggas ain't on shit, most these niggas 12 dawg
Cuh got what you need you would think the nigga Freddie Scott
Think you creeping up go ahead here go seven shots
What they say?
I be fresh as hell when the feds watch
Better stay outside you don't wanna see a red dot, bitch nigga
Ima stay the same when I'm rich nigga
Still ah give yo cheap ass a fade when it glitch nigga
Keep it how it was when my chain in the 6 figures
Jump out put his head by my feet leave him disfigured
Alright
Mmhm
Yop
SpreadGang
I been chillin I'll hop up my bully really hoe niggas
Yeah I claim A2P but I got four pistols
He was in the store lacking I told lil folks to go get him
He really gone split em
I gave my all to this shit, when I make it don't try ring me up and call me an shit
When I lost my Gen5 I had to get four
Feds sweep an hit the stash and go an get more
Me & 3 was posed to shine, this shit get old
I ain't from the DMV but I got baby50 on me
You get caught up by the boys don't say you baby blicky homie
Peeping in the rear view mirror and I caught him creeping on me
Fully Nina get to singing like I got a beeper on me
Buck said he need eight so I'm on this bitch
Beef hot so I'm in the stu with pole an shit
My niggas been pits down bad they taking niggas kits
I like fast cars so lately I been watching niggas whips
If you see me in that whip then I ain't racing in that bitch
I might pull up to the scene and take another nigga bitch
Niggas steady hit my phone like yo lil brothers taking shit
I don't give a f*ck nigga we ah pull up baking shit
Long M3 nigga
Five-star STS nigga
Go and get some cheese boy you better stop playing with a real nigga
You can catch me in the zoo with them gorillas
Hit a f*ck nigga with FN I ain't Glorilla
Nigga steady checking off them pills bro is those jiggas?
Hell nah no they ain't
Rich by any means I won't fold, I won't break
Had to cut some niggas off crack the code like a safe
Few niggas laying low getting dome you ain't safe bitch
Yeah okay bitch, hop out tryna spray shit
10 milly leave you well done on some steak shit
Just hold on you going home yeah I'm on my Drake shit
Bro ain't really into making jokes bet he bake shit
Hold up you gone shoot some?
Hell nah
If they press you, you gone do some?
Hell nah
If they ever get a member catch me through a jail call
But these niggas ain't on shit, most these niggas 12 dawg
Cuh got what you need you would think the nigga Freddie Scott
Think you creeping up go ahead here go seven shots
What they say?
I be fresh as hell when the feds watch
Better stay outside you don't wanna see a red dot, bitch nigga
Ima stay the same when I'm rich nigga
Still ah give yo cheap ass a fade when it glitch nigga
Keep it how it was when my chain in the 6 figures
Jump out put his head by my feet leave him disfigured
Alright
Mmhm
Yop
SpreadGang
I been chillin I'll hop up my bully really hoe niggas
Yeah I claim A2P but I got four pistols
He was in the store lacking I told lil folks to go get him
He really gone split em
I gave my all to this shit, when I make it don't try ring me up and call me an shit
When I lost my Gen5 I had to get four
Feds sweep an hit the stash and go an get more
Me & 3 was posed to shine, this shit get old
I ain't from the DMV but I got baby50 on me
You get caught up by the boys don't say you baby blicky homie
Peeping in the rear view mirror and I caught him creeping on me
Fully Nina get to singing like I got a beeper on me
Buck said he need eight so I'm on this bitch
Beef hot so I'm in the stu with pole an shit
My niggas been pits down bad they taking niggas kits
I like fast cars so lately I been watching niggas whips
If you see me in that whip then I ain't racing in that bitch
I might pull up to the scene and take another nigga bitch
Niggas steady hit my phone like yo lil brothers taking shit
I don't give a f*ck nigga we ah pull up baking shit
Long M3 nigga
Writer: Bryce Carter
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid