Bulletproof Maybach DDG (Ft. Offset)
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[Part 1]
[Intro: Offset]
Forgis on the Lambo, we got cameras on the bando
[Chorus: Offset]
Forgis on the Lambo, we got cameras on the bando
Backseat of the Phantom, this the mob just like Sopranos
Hot just like a candle, we had opps and I bought ammo
We got Glocks and you get popped, life a gamble
Bulletproof Maybach, chopper on the seat
Chopper like Ajax cleaning up the streets
If you smoke, get your payback and keep it in the streets
Hundred thousand needs, Virgil on the feet
Make out with the Draco, makin' love when you bleed
Diamonds big ol’ karats, making Bugs Bunny freeze
They gon' have him rest, I put my cuz on the team
R.I.P the pistol, we was thugs on the scene
[Verse 1: Offset]
Blood, sweat and tears, I been grinding shit for years
I done popped another pill, I'm tryna keep my temper chill
Put that money to my ear, ’cause only racks is what I hear
Only God is who I fear and I need equity and deals
PJ flying in the G5, thinkin' 'bout the shit I'ma do with the money when I was knee high
Shit get serious, T.I, remember my nigga got killed 'cause he took that niggas .35
Investing all my bills, I was tryna get out the northside
I ain't told no lie, I been having .45
Go look up my route, she should be proud of me, I slowed down
Bulletproof the president, you never know it go down
Living in the fast life, momma told me need to slow down
[Intro: Offset]
Forgis on the Lambo, we got cameras on the bando
[Chorus: Offset]
Forgis on the Lambo, we got cameras on the bando
Backseat of the Phantom, this the mob just like Sopranos
Hot just like a candle, we had opps and I bought ammo
We got Glocks and you get popped, life a gamble
Bulletproof Maybach, chopper on the seat
Chopper like Ajax cleaning up the streets
If you smoke, get your payback and keep it in the streets
Hundred thousand needs, Virgil on the feet
Make out with the Draco, makin' love when you bleed
Diamonds big ol’ karats, making Bugs Bunny freeze
They gon' have him rest, I put my cuz on the team
R.I.P the pistol, we was thugs on the scene
[Verse 1: Offset]
Blood, sweat and tears, I been grinding shit for years
I done popped another pill, I'm tryna keep my temper chill
Put that money to my ear, ’cause only racks is what I hear
Only God is who I fear and I need equity and deals
PJ flying in the G5, thinkin' 'bout the shit I'ma do with the money when I was knee high
Shit get serious, T.I, remember my nigga got killed 'cause he took that niggas .35
Investing all my bills, I was tryna get out the northside
I ain't told no lie, I been having .45
Go look up my route, she should be proud of me, I slowed down
Bulletproof the president, you never know it go down
Living in the fast life, momma told me need to slow down
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