Part 1
[Intro]
Ayy, bare men are just smelly pussy, ya get it? Hahaha
Ayy, Mobz, that sounds wavy you know
Ah man
[Verse]
Tell me I'm lying, I'll bring the receipts
I'll tell you the time and I'll tell you the street
I can tell you 'bout times they ran too fast
Got back to the whip, I can hardly breath
No we ain't the same, same bruck-back but you ain't got aim
Im running through blocks, had the neighbours shocked, but fuck 'em trust me I'll do it again (Rrra rrra)
I heard that nigga done froze, oh well
You know it got long for the yute (Ah man)
You ain't gon' to ask twice if I'm up in that ride
But they never outside they know this thing don't jam
Back then we just lurked with no questions asked
But nowadays man sit and plan
Say his your bro when he left you for dead
So he deffo' ain't got you if shit hits the fan
If shit go south, would you hold your mouth?
Or give out the blueprint, gamble your life?
I won't give a chance, cause me, I don't lie
When I'm matching the ride, I grip that tight
And slapped in rise, cuz this glide here went on for the nights
And no we don't settle, pissed off from the 'tempts
We were so gassed when shh took flight (Haha)
And let me just keep it G, and keep this brief
How it feels outside, you would feel this heat
But the pain ain't safe, don't blame 'em
You ain't play for the gunners like Leimer
How you gonna' say we ain't circled your block?
Bucked so many yutes more time I can't name them
Better find dude then they better come knocking
Oh how the opps love writing them statements (Yes they do)
In my sides, I love spinners and light .9s (Grraah)
I'm tryna make a man go night-night
And we really got a PR, that's pine sized (Hah)
We can do it suns out, no it really don't matter
But it really comes life in the night time
Yeah we get shit done, in any condition
You'll never know it's the right time (You never know)
Ah man
Ah man
Ayy ayy ayy ayy
Haha
[Intro]
Ayy, bare men are just smelly pussy, ya get it? Hahaha
Ayy, Mobz, that sounds wavy you know
Ah man
[Verse]
Tell me I'm lying, I'll bring the receipts
I'll tell you the time and I'll tell you the street
I can tell you 'bout times they ran too fast
Got back to the whip, I can hardly breath
No we ain't the same, same bruck-back but you ain't got aim
Im running through blocks, had the neighbours shocked, but fuck 'em trust me I'll do it again (Rrra rrra)
I heard that nigga done froze, oh well
You know it got long for the yute (Ah man)
You ain't gon' to ask twice if I'm up in that ride
But they never outside they know this thing don't jam
Back then we just lurked with no questions asked
But nowadays man sit and plan
Say his your bro when he left you for dead
So he deffo' ain't got you if shit hits the fan
If shit go south, would you hold your mouth?
Or give out the blueprint, gamble your life?
I won't give a chance, cause me, I don't lie
When I'm matching the ride, I grip that tight
And slapped in rise, cuz this glide here went on for the nights
And no we don't settle, pissed off from the 'tempts
We were so gassed when shh took flight (Haha)
And let me just keep it G, and keep this brief
How it feels outside, you would feel this heat
But the pain ain't safe, don't blame 'em
You ain't play for the gunners like Leimer
How you gonna' say we ain't circled your block?
Bucked so many yutes more time I can't name them
Better find dude then they better come knocking
Oh how the opps love writing them statements (Yes they do)
In my sides, I love spinners and light .9s (Grraah)
I'm tryna make a man go night-night
And we really got a PR, that's pine sized (Hah)
We can do it suns out, no it really don't matter
But it really comes life in the night time
Yeah we get shit done, in any condition
You'll never know it's the right time (You never know)
Ah man
Ah man
Ayy ayy ayy ayy
Haha
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