[Chorus]
You hear this switch blowin', fully gang know I'm making it stutter, i ain't puttin no guns up in the vid the jakes on my ass they coming, I'm tired of runnin its nothing but smoke in the air if you in here the room you'll vomit I'm bd down my core but I got g's on call I hit em' they comin' we get out the car and we make shit sing we keep on blowing he runnin, lil brudda say brudda lets go get a green this lil nigga slimey for nun, I can't really blame em' he got it from me I remember I was slime way younger niggas the lead of my team they aimin' for green they kickin' shit far no punting
[Verse 1]
Her head was mean can't dip in Celine, but nawl I ain't give her no cash, you can say what you want we gone play how we want first chance Imma get on ass, if that shit ain't for me I ain't forcing I'm P, if she with it give brother a pass, drake gon' blast to many shots leaking blood this shit put a 62 through the glass, nigga we hit heads and make shit spread can't cut no nigga no slack, i miss my dog that shit just temp wait till all my niggas get back, fred was hittin' up tone im stuck inna crib im watchin' scratching the track, I was on house arrest it was him and lil d i couldn't even pop out and relax, but it's cool cause you know i was just doing I was coming back out in that straight, try to run in handcuffs thats how we hit em' up put his mother fuckin' on blood on the gate, is we fuckin or what if not you can get up, not a bitch finna make go wait, you keep sending them hoes and thats one good bake Imma burn that lil bitch face, if he wasn't so slow movin' without a pole he would still be with him to day, bitch saying it love its nun like that all that ain't love its hate, tryna save them hoes I told em he wrong somebody go grab his cape, he was playing it wrong and sending out lo's im finna go seal his fate, you trickin' on bitches to hang with the trend and you lil niggas pissin' me off, I'm deep in the trenches shoe box full of clips get behind them buttons getting tossed, try to run while you can we in front of they team we is not lookin' forward to a loss, better come with this if you run with this shit and be ready that's what i was taught
[Chorus]
You hear this switch blowin', fully gang know I'm making it stutter, i ain't puttin no guns up in the vid the jakes on my ass they coming, I'm tired of runnin its nothing but smoke in the air if you in here the room you'll vomit I'm bd down my core but I got g's on call I hit em' they comin' we get out the car and we make shit sing we keep on blowing he runnin, lil brudda say brudda lets go get a green this lil nigga slimey for nun, I can't really blame em' he got it from me I remember I was slime way younger niggas the lead of my team they aimin' for green they kickin' shit far no punting
[Verse 2]
Only been out for a month still fightin' my case but im still thugin, gotta keep me a pipe to stike cuz bitch im the face and im always mugging, lose yo' life dont play with clap get clapped don't get caught when we hunting, kill to be killed always up in my head cause bitch I really done it, got so close now the Glock and him touching don't get murked for bumpin' them gun cause of nun late night crusin' im vibing my life is a movie I ain't broke like you cause I try, nutted all over her face in disguise with or without you know Imma be fine, fuck love its lust and I ain't time I don't trust shit but the grind, I used to live on the opps but like for real everytime coming in gotta grip on the iron, take a nigga belt off the micro, bro say im phsyco we ain't cause the body was mine, pop me a 30 its best when I'm lonely and fried drop a tear when I think about mine, look in the mirror tell myself stop with the crying in streets or the booth im spazz, run to the money just call me flash basic bitch my ex so trash, pass yo' mood cause i got glass, opps ain't out ain't tryna clash, catched him going home put the chrome to the window by the first few shots left his brain on the dash, they say they sliding but shit we sliding and they be dying so guess who lyin
[Chorus]
You hear this switch blowin', fully gang know I'm making it stutter, i ain't puttin no guns up in the vid the jakes on my ass they coming, I'm tired of runnin its nothing but smoke in the air if you in here the room you'll vomit I'm bd down my core but I got g's on call I hit em' they comin' we get out the car and we make shit sing we keep on blowing he runnin, lil brudda say brudda lets go get a green this lil nigga slimey for nun, I can't really blame em' he got it from me I remember I was slime way younger niggas the lead of my team they aimin' for green they kickin' shit far no punting
You hear this switch blowin', fully gang know I'm making it stutter, i ain't puttin no guns up in the vid the jakes on my ass they coming, I'm tired of runnin its nothing but smoke in the air if you in here the room you'll vomit I'm bd down my core but I got g's on call I hit em' they comin' we get out the car and we make shit sing we keep on blowing he runnin, lil brudda say brudda lets go get a green this lil nigga slimey for nun, I can't really blame em' he got it from me I remember I was slime way younger niggas the lead of my team they aimin' for green they kickin' shit far no punting
[Verse 1]
Her head was mean can't dip in Celine, but nawl I ain't give her no cash, you can say what you want we gone play how we want first chance Imma get on ass, if that shit ain't for me I ain't forcing I'm P, if she with it give brother a pass, drake gon' blast to many shots leaking blood this shit put a 62 through the glass, nigga we hit heads and make shit spread can't cut no nigga no slack, i miss my dog that shit just temp wait till all my niggas get back, fred was hittin' up tone im stuck inna crib im watchin' scratching the track, I was on house arrest it was him and lil d i couldn't even pop out and relax, but it's cool cause you know i was just doing I was coming back out in that straight, try to run in handcuffs thats how we hit em' up put his mother fuckin' on blood on the gate, is we fuckin or what if not you can get up, not a bitch finna make go wait, you keep sending them hoes and thats one good bake Imma burn that lil bitch face, if he wasn't so slow movin' without a pole he would still be with him to day, bitch saying it love its nun like that all that ain't love its hate, tryna save them hoes I told em he wrong somebody go grab his cape, he was playing it wrong and sending out lo's im finna go seal his fate, you trickin' on bitches to hang with the trend and you lil niggas pissin' me off, I'm deep in the trenches shoe box full of clips get behind them buttons getting tossed, try to run while you can we in front of they team we is not lookin' forward to a loss, better come with this if you run with this shit and be ready that's what i was taught
[Chorus]
You hear this switch blowin', fully gang know I'm making it stutter, i ain't puttin no guns up in the vid the jakes on my ass they coming, I'm tired of runnin its nothing but smoke in the air if you in here the room you'll vomit I'm bd down my core but I got g's on call I hit em' they comin' we get out the car and we make shit sing we keep on blowing he runnin, lil brudda say brudda lets go get a green this lil nigga slimey for nun, I can't really blame em' he got it from me I remember I was slime way younger niggas the lead of my team they aimin' for green they kickin' shit far no punting
[Verse 2]
Only been out for a month still fightin' my case but im still thugin, gotta keep me a pipe to stike cuz bitch im the face and im always mugging, lose yo' life dont play with clap get clapped don't get caught when we hunting, kill to be killed always up in my head cause bitch I really done it, got so close now the Glock and him touching don't get murked for bumpin' them gun cause of nun late night crusin' im vibing my life is a movie I ain't broke like you cause I try, nutted all over her face in disguise with or without you know Imma be fine, fuck love its lust and I ain't time I don't trust shit but the grind, I used to live on the opps but like for real everytime coming in gotta grip on the iron, take a nigga belt off the micro, bro say im phsyco we ain't cause the body was mine, pop me a 30 its best when I'm lonely and fried drop a tear when I think about mine, look in the mirror tell myself stop with the crying in streets or the booth im spazz, run to the money just call me flash basic bitch my ex so trash, pass yo' mood cause i got glass, opps ain't out ain't tryna clash, catched him going home put the chrome to the window by the first few shots left his brain on the dash, they say they sliding but shit we sliding and they be dying so guess who lyin
[Chorus]
You hear this switch blowin', fully gang know I'm making it stutter, i ain't puttin no guns up in the vid the jakes on my ass they coming, I'm tired of runnin its nothing but smoke in the air if you in here the room you'll vomit I'm bd down my core but I got g's on call I hit em' they comin' we get out the car and we make shit sing we keep on blowing he runnin, lil brudda say brudda lets go get a green this lil nigga slimey for nun, I can't really blame em' he got it from me I remember I was slime way younger niggas the lead of my team they aimin' for green they kickin' shit far no punting
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