[Intro]
(Ayo, Double, you killed that, on foenem grave)
(AR, AR)
(Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?)
[Chorus: Sdot Go]
It was times, no lie, I ain't have a dollar to spend with my niggas
Now I got money and shit
Throw a party and have all the bros come around all these bitches
No cap, it was a mission
Bro tryna flock it, but we in a Sprinter
That's EK? He think he spinnin'
Why would he think he was takin' that picture?
I was watchin' his spot for a few
I had to sit back, then I got on that nigga
That nigga lucky he jumped in his car
Got me askin' why nobody shot at that nigga
Real shit, I don't want no spree
Spinned every day for seven days a week
Finger and trigger-happy when they meet
You gon' hear how it sound when my gun get to spеak
[Verse 1: Jay Hound]
Like, they ain't know I had G
Back-back out gang, but I had on my ski
Dressеd all black, they don't know who it is
Well, if I throw a shot, they gon' know who it be
I'm like Wayne when I'm totin' on three
Got a bullet for every nigga I see
Gun too big
They can't tell if I'm horny the way that this G2 sit in my jeans
Yo, 5ive, they ain't learn?
Shit'll get lit if the Sweeps on the purge
Bullets'll hit him, they did him the worst
My ooter oot like he play for the Spurs
Hollows is hot, but it's makin' him burn
Nigga, you better hope you on turn
I met a gangster
He think he bigger than me, I bet he could be tough in the dirt
(Ayo, Double, you killed that, on foenem grave)
(AR, AR)
(Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?)
[Chorus: Sdot Go]
It was times, no lie, I ain't have a dollar to spend with my niggas
Now I got money and shit
Throw a party and have all the bros come around all these bitches
No cap, it was a mission
Bro tryna flock it, but we in a Sprinter
That's EK? He think he spinnin'
Why would he think he was takin' that picture?
I was watchin' his spot for a few
I had to sit back, then I got on that nigga
That nigga lucky he jumped in his car
Got me askin' why nobody shot at that nigga
Real shit, I don't want no spree
Spinned every day for seven days a week
Finger and trigger-happy when they meet
You gon' hear how it sound when my gun get to spеak
[Verse 1: Jay Hound]
Like, they ain't know I had G
Back-back out gang, but I had on my ski
Dressеd all black, they don't know who it is
Well, if I throw a shot, they gon' know who it be
I'm like Wayne when I'm totin' on three
Got a bullet for every nigga I see
Gun too big
They can't tell if I'm horny the way that this G2 sit in my jeans
Yo, 5ive, they ain't learn?
Shit'll get lit if the Sweeps on the purge
Bullets'll hit him, they did him the worst
My ooter oot like he play for the Spurs
Hollows is hot, but it's makin' him burn
Nigga, you better hope you on turn
I met a gangster
He think he bigger than me, I bet he could be tough in the dirt
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