[Intro]
Brrt
Ooh, ooh, woah ooh
Leesta
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
OVO Sound Radio
[Chorus]
Go up in YSL with my Dior bag, and I know I make boys mad
Gen5 on my motherfuckin' hip, if you make me mad I'mma throw on my mask, yeah
Free all my dawgs out the body, we never crash on no Roxis
And to that lil' stupid ass bitch makin' disses, it's gon' be a homi'
All praise to the highest
I know I need me some [?], some [?], just waitin' for these niggas to try me
I know that these niggas be plottin', I'm positive, so bang out when you niggas find me
That's why that I keep me a Glocky when shoppin', and I keep the gang around me
[Verse 1]
Try to take one of my brothers, I'm paintin' the city red
We stalkin', I'm premeditatin' this shit cause I want him dead
Murder mur, murder mur, Jayglock he want his head
50 bands, 50 bands, That's that shit up on yo head
[Chorus]
Go up in YSL with my Dior bag, and I know I make boys mad
Gen5 on my motherfuckin' hip, if you make me mad I'mma throw on my mask, yeah
Free all my dawgs out the body, we never crash on no Roxis
And to that lil' stupid ass bitch makin' disses, it's gon' be a homi'
All praise to the highest
I know I need me some [?], some [?], just waitin' for these niggas to try me
I know that these niggas be plottin', I'm positive, so bang out when you niggas find me
That's why that I keep me a Glocky when shoppin', and I keep the gang around me
Brrt
Ooh, ooh, woah ooh
Leesta
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
OVO Sound Radio
[Chorus]
Go up in YSL with my Dior bag, and I know I make boys mad
Gen5 on my motherfuckin' hip, if you make me mad I'mma throw on my mask, yeah
Free all my dawgs out the body, we never crash on no Roxis
And to that lil' stupid ass bitch makin' disses, it's gon' be a homi'
All praise to the highest
I know I need me some [?], some [?], just waitin' for these niggas to try me
I know that these niggas be plottin', I'm positive, so bang out when you niggas find me
That's why that I keep me a Glocky when shoppin', and I keep the gang around me
[Verse 1]
Try to take one of my brothers, I'm paintin' the city red
We stalkin', I'm premeditatin' this shit cause I want him dead
Murder mur, murder mur, Jayglock he want his head
50 bands, 50 bands, That's that shit up on yo head
[Chorus]
Go up in YSL with my Dior bag, and I know I make boys mad
Gen5 on my motherfuckin' hip, if you make me mad I'mma throw on my mask, yeah
Free all my dawgs out the body, we never crash on no Roxis
And to that lil' stupid ass bitch makin' disses, it's gon' be a homi'
All praise to the highest
I know I need me some [?], some [?], just waitin' for these niggas to try me
I know that these niggas be plottin', I'm positive, so bang out when you niggas find me
That's why that I keep me a Glocky when shoppin', and I keep the gang around me
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