[Chorus: EthoSuave]
We been on that two O shit
Them niggas know my bop
In the field QB pass me the rock
.40 hit, Ion' box
We ain’t discussin' no shit 'cause that shit had to do wit’ the opps, like
And shawty be horsin', I ain't wastin' no time
She ain't fuckin', that bitch gettin' blocked
We droppin' the Makk for them Gwokk niggas
Gon’ catch ’em like premeditate on that block
SB get 'em hawked
Every G that I see gettin’ parked, that's on bro
Only bend that at night after dark
Then go switch the V and come back to the lo'
Like on feet, niggas ain't have a car
We ain’t have kicks either, evеry opp gettin' poked
Like what whatеver, that shit in my coat
Is you bendin' or what? We ain't come here to horse
[Verse 1: ChrisBands]
All the opps in this blunt and Ion' even smoke
But fuck it, told brodie to roll
I'm tryna bend through they block wit' my pole
Wit' the rock up, we throwin' like Patrick Mahomes
Like, I'm on they lawn like gnomes
Soon as they post that lo', we on go
Every time we spin, we make it known
My niggas takin' his bread if he loaf
Like, studied the gang for a minute, these niggas still gettin' used to the basics
In the Bay I'm recurrin' wit' K6
Bendin' that rake, if I see him I break it, like
Shit gettin' dangerous
Gotta walk wit' that sitchy, niggas be on fake shit
Dr. Miami, we give him a facelift
082, we them niggas who take risks, like
Look, all of my niggas a hunnid, they solid
Got knocks, I don't need to be brolic
Beam on the knock, red dot it, like
Smokin' on shh-, he pilin'
He couldn't fight, but he punch like Muhammad
Got knocks, fuck I look like boxin'?
Don't act stupid, you know that I got it
I gotta stay wit' that Tom, no Holland
Me and Dready like Curry and Thompson, like
Etho the ooter be flockin'
DG the PG, he pass it like Stockton
Back out and send one to his noggin
Winnin' and winnin' is the only option
In the Bay wit' some niggas who roccin'
Tappin' my face, I'm boppin'
Totin' knocks everywhere I go
If he run, chase him wit' the pole
Do a hit then I gotta get low
He said that he doin' what? That's a no
Keep all the snitches and free all the bros
If he SHYNE, take him out his glow
EBK, FTO, I don't take them serious, them niggas jokes
We been on that two O shit
Them niggas know my bop
In the field QB pass me the rock
.40 hit, Ion' box
We ain’t discussin' no shit 'cause that shit had to do wit’ the opps, like
And shawty be horsin', I ain't wastin' no time
She ain't fuckin', that bitch gettin' blocked
We droppin' the Makk for them Gwokk niggas
Gon’ catch ’em like premeditate on that block
SB get 'em hawked
Every G that I see gettin’ parked, that's on bro
Only bend that at night after dark
Then go switch the V and come back to the lo'
Like on feet, niggas ain't have a car
We ain’t have kicks either, evеry opp gettin' poked
Like what whatеver, that shit in my coat
Is you bendin' or what? We ain't come here to horse
[Verse 1: ChrisBands]
All the opps in this blunt and Ion' even smoke
But fuck it, told brodie to roll
I'm tryna bend through they block wit' my pole
Wit' the rock up, we throwin' like Patrick Mahomes
Like, I'm on they lawn like gnomes
Soon as they post that lo', we on go
Every time we spin, we make it known
My niggas takin' his bread if he loaf
Like, studied the gang for a minute, these niggas still gettin' used to the basics
In the Bay I'm recurrin' wit' K6
Bendin' that rake, if I see him I break it, like
Shit gettin' dangerous
Gotta walk wit' that sitchy, niggas be on fake shit
Dr. Miami, we give him a facelift
082, we them niggas who take risks, like
Look, all of my niggas a hunnid, they solid
Got knocks, I don't need to be brolic
Beam on the knock, red dot it, like
Smokin' on shh-, he pilin'
He couldn't fight, but he punch like Muhammad
Got knocks, fuck I look like boxin'?
Don't act stupid, you know that I got it
I gotta stay wit' that Tom, no Holland
Me and Dready like Curry and Thompson, like
Etho the ooter be flockin'
DG the PG, he pass it like Stockton
Back out and send one to his noggin
Winnin' and winnin' is the only option
In the Bay wit' some niggas who roccin'
Tappin' my face, I'm boppin'
Totin' knocks everywhere I go
If he run, chase him wit' the pole
Do a hit then I gotta get low
He said that he doin' what? That's a no
Keep all the snitches and free all the bros
If he SHYNE, take him out his glow
EBK, FTO, I don't take them serious, them niggas jokes
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