[Intro]
(Thanks, Yakree)
Long live my nigga BukkRoo
Ayy, I'm like thanks to my nigga them (Ayy, Max, this shit raw as hell, oh, shit)
Ooh, ooh, we gon' play with them pistols here (It's fuck you)
Ooh, ooh, we smoking dank in my liver, yeah
Mhm, we get shit wet than a river, yeah
Ayy, ayy, we get shit wet like the river, yeah
Ayy, ayy, I'm wetting shit like Austin Rivers here
[Chorus]
On my side, its getting wicked, nigga, slide
Mama told that boy to shake the city, so he riding
On that MAC, it be a titty, show no pity when we diving
Roll your body in a game leaf, oh, he hitting, why you hiding?
Oh, G-Nine be dropping bags, no, I don't, bitch, why you lying?
And man's collar, popping tags, spent five racks on my designer
Put fifteen up on your ass, boy, that's your ass, that's when we find him
Make shit sizzle off the drip and no lil' rizzle on my timing
Ayy, them fuck niggas gon' hate me, let 'em hate me, that's they problem
I'm fucking on a cougar, ayy, lil' jaguar, it's his mama
You know them Ks, they go through bricks, but them ARs, they 'bout that drama
I fuck with Don, that boy my ace, you know, my spade, all I do call him
[Verse 1]
Lil' Fleezy dyked out
Oh, it's the right time
Oh, she'll drop that strap on anybody right now
OD my lifeline
And let Lil Leek out
Glock with a dick, it's tryna piss, don't let him peek out
He drove a stolo through them yellow lines, he street now
They know G-Nine a whole lil' felon, where the G9?
They know lil' OD got two seven, forty piece guy
I bought my mama a new house, I got the lease now
I told 'em rack 'em up, nigga run up on Nine, watch how I back 'em up
Black as fuck, yeah, I know my skin tone, but I'm gon' whack with somethin'
These diamonds dancing, yeah, you see G-Nine, that boy be shining, huh?
My pistol with me, whatever you think it is, boy, that ain't what it was
(Thanks, Yakree)
Long live my nigga BukkRoo
Ayy, I'm like thanks to my nigga them (Ayy, Max, this shit raw as hell, oh, shit)
Ooh, ooh, we gon' play with them pistols here (It's fuck you)
Ooh, ooh, we smoking dank in my liver, yeah
Mhm, we get shit wet than a river, yeah
Ayy, ayy, we get shit wet like the river, yeah
Ayy, ayy, I'm wetting shit like Austin Rivers here
[Chorus]
On my side, its getting wicked, nigga, slide
Mama told that boy to shake the city, so he riding
On that MAC, it be a titty, show no pity when we diving
Roll your body in a game leaf, oh, he hitting, why you hiding?
Oh, G-Nine be dropping bags, no, I don't, bitch, why you lying?
And man's collar, popping tags, spent five racks on my designer
Put fifteen up on your ass, boy, that's your ass, that's when we find him
Make shit sizzle off the drip and no lil' rizzle on my timing
Ayy, them fuck niggas gon' hate me, let 'em hate me, that's they problem
I'm fucking on a cougar, ayy, lil' jaguar, it's his mama
You know them Ks, they go through bricks, but them ARs, they 'bout that drama
I fuck with Don, that boy my ace, you know, my spade, all I do call him
[Verse 1]
Lil' Fleezy dyked out
Oh, it's the right time
Oh, she'll drop that strap on anybody right now
OD my lifeline
And let Lil Leek out
Glock with a dick, it's tryna piss, don't let him peek out
He drove a stolo through them yellow lines, he street now
They know G-Nine a whole lil' felon, where the G9?
They know lil' OD got two seven, forty piece guy
I bought my mama a new house, I got the lease now
I told 'em rack 'em up, nigga run up on Nine, watch how I back 'em up
Black as fuck, yeah, I know my skin tone, but I'm gon' whack with somethin'
These diamonds dancing, yeah, you see G-Nine, that boy be shining, huh?
My pistol with me, whatever you think it is, boy, that ain't what it was
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