[Intro]
(Don´t play with him)
Play in this gang life, you might get blown
Im wearin Off-White, tag on my toe
[Chorus]
30, let's hit the block, nigga, tryna get these drugs off (Huh)
Where the plays at? Phone been dry all day, nigga need a phone call
Off the Xanny bar, I just be dozin' off (Ah)
Opps, they be runnin' from me, they cappin'
Yeah, they be runnin' from me (They runnin')
They be runnin' from Glokk (From Glokk)
Yeah, they gon' run from a G (On God)
Don’t like how I feel (Nah)
So I got a stick on the seat (On God)
I know how to ride for my Whoas (Huh)
‘Cause I don’t even got no more goals (On God)
I need sum real, not no more hoes
Play in this gang life, you might gеt blewed (Blown)
Im wearin Off-Whitе, tag on my toe (My toe)
[Verse]
I don't be mad 'bout the outcome
Pushing the wagon when I need a hundun
I be packing this Glock got a hunnid shots
Hunnid round drum, I let the titties out (Hunnid round)
Keep rapping till I get my people out
I know King 30 tired of that lock down (King 30)
I’ma get my respect ‘til they bow down (Buh)
They run up on us, who the clown now?
7.62, bih’, it hit so loud
This song real, mama still not proud
Whatever nigga, I’m my own, man
And this life a risk, I take these chances (Skra, fah, fah)
7.62 comin' to you, everywhere that you goin’
I’m fuckin' on the baddest bitch still I don’t even want her no more (No more)
Two in the apartment, I pop my gun (My gun)
Call the Whoa and I sound that alarm (Oh yeah)
Yeah, ST ‘cause I love starting the car
This shit, nigga, belong to you, oh boy
Took them god damn xans, man I pop the whole bar
He on speakerphone, we ain't hearing his ass
Need to put down, need a prayer down
I'm finna extort yo ass, how I push up
I can’t calm down, I can’t come down
Yeah, JuGliz named me "BabyWhoa"
I can tell that you lyin’, Pinocchio (On God)
I can tell he a cop like he a Robo (Robo)
Put a bitch on a big screen like Vevo
He act like fish in this sea just like Nemo
He ain’t like guns I tell 'em, pussy nigga I'll take you through the swamp (Yeah)
This on my momma, I walk with a big ass pump (On my momma)
Draco in my trunk (Like, what?)
Boy, them niggas ain’t talking bout nun
I’m bustin' this Glock, my adrenaline rushin'
Baby Whoa walkin' around, 50 racks in his duffle
B Whoa shoot the Glock like he play in the bubble (On God)
You ain’t gon’ ride nigga, you was just frontin'
Got this big ass blick and this muhfucka’ cuttin’ (Uh-huh)
(Don´t play with him)
Play in this gang life, you might get blown
Im wearin Off-White, tag on my toe
[Chorus]
30, let's hit the block, nigga, tryna get these drugs off (Huh)
Where the plays at? Phone been dry all day, nigga need a phone call
Off the Xanny bar, I just be dozin' off (Ah)
Opps, they be runnin' from me, they cappin'
Yeah, they be runnin' from me (They runnin')
They be runnin' from Glokk (From Glokk)
Yeah, they gon' run from a G (On God)
Don’t like how I feel (Nah)
So I got a stick on the seat (On God)
I know how to ride for my Whoas (Huh)
‘Cause I don’t even got no more goals (On God)
I need sum real, not no more hoes
Play in this gang life, you might gеt blewed (Blown)
Im wearin Off-Whitе, tag on my toe (My toe)
[Verse]
I don't be mad 'bout the outcome
Pushing the wagon when I need a hundun
I be packing this Glock got a hunnid shots
Hunnid round drum, I let the titties out (Hunnid round)
Keep rapping till I get my people out
I know King 30 tired of that lock down (King 30)
I’ma get my respect ‘til they bow down (Buh)
They run up on us, who the clown now?
7.62, bih’, it hit so loud
This song real, mama still not proud
Whatever nigga, I’m my own, man
And this life a risk, I take these chances (Skra, fah, fah)
7.62 comin' to you, everywhere that you goin’
I’m fuckin' on the baddest bitch still I don’t even want her no more (No more)
Two in the apartment, I pop my gun (My gun)
Call the Whoa and I sound that alarm (Oh yeah)
Yeah, ST ‘cause I love starting the car
This shit, nigga, belong to you, oh boy
Took them god damn xans, man I pop the whole bar
He on speakerphone, we ain't hearing his ass
Need to put down, need a prayer down
I'm finna extort yo ass, how I push up
I can’t calm down, I can’t come down
Yeah, JuGliz named me "BabyWhoa"
I can tell that you lyin’, Pinocchio (On God)
I can tell he a cop like he a Robo (Robo)
Put a bitch on a big screen like Vevo
He act like fish in this sea just like Nemo
He ain’t like guns I tell 'em, pussy nigga I'll take you through the swamp (Yeah)
This on my momma, I walk with a big ass pump (On my momma)
Draco in my trunk (Like, what?)
Boy, them niggas ain’t talking bout nun
I’m bustin' this Glock, my adrenaline rushin'
Baby Whoa walkin' around, 50 racks in his duffle
B Whoa shoot the Glock like he play in the bubble (On God)
You ain’t gon’ ride nigga, you was just frontin'
Got this big ass blick and this muhfucka’ cuttin’ (Uh-huh)
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