Made It SOB X RBE

[Intro: Yhung T.O.]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
SOB X RBE, that's the gang, bitch (That's the gang, bitch)
We came up from nothin', now we famous (Now we famous)
I know niggas hate that I made it (That I made it)
I know niggas hate that I made it (That I made it)
Chop leave a nigga faceless (Leave him faceless)
Codeine in my cup what I'm drankin' (What I'm drankin')
My momma tell me it's a damn shame (It's a damn shame)
If I could redo my life I wouldn't change it (Wouldn't change it)

[Verse 1: Yhung T.O.]
Up that Glock on that boy and he froze up (And he froze up)
Got your bitch ten toes down, not ten toes up (Not ten toes up)
If a nigga want problems we smoke 'em (Then we smoke 'em)
You won't see me on that block if I ain't tote 'em
I come straight up of that block, I got them bands on me (I got them bands on me)
I'll never let no nigga put his hands on me (Put his hands on me)
I ain't cuffin' on no bitch, I do my dance on 'em
Now I gotta keep that chopper in my hands on me
And we gon' slide and slide back and never back down (Never back down)
All this eatin' I been doin' got me fat now (Fat now)
And I ain't goin' to that club if it's a pat down
Uh, Ricky Run, shorty hit a nigga back now
All this betrayal I done seen made me trust less (Made me trust less)
And your bitch tryna hit my cuff, she wanna function (She wanna function)
And if it's smoke, we up, it ain't no discussion (No discussion)
All my niggas with the shit and play with sticks like percussion (Like percussion)