[Intro]
Damm, this shit good, where the fuck is the album, bro?
This shit been loading for forever, nigga, come on
(I'm shy, Oh my God)
Oh, this it, right here? For real?
That thing bleedin' to the, you know what I mean? (Wocky slush)
That thing bleedin', P
Shh
Ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, yeah
[Chorus]
I catch a opp and I'm turnin' it up (Ah-ah)
I'ma post bond and get all my stuff
I got that bomb, I'm rollin' it up (Ah-ah)
Ride with some killers, we don't give a fuck (Ooh, yeah)
I got some drop, I don't wanna crush (Ah-ah)
I got some Wock', but keep it on hush (Ah)
She wanna suck on my dick 'til I nut
Ride around town with a stick in my trunk (Ooh, yeah)
You smokin' on boof while I'm smokin' on Runtz (Ah-ah)
Double dutch, double down, makin' 'em jump (Ah)
Woah (Ah-ah), woo (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I'ma slide, and you gon' die (Ayy)
I'ma jump at your bitch like, "Surprise,"
I'ma hit it, you know I won't lie, now he dead, in the sky (Yeah)
And his family keep wonderin', "Why?"
Why I'm killin' 'em dead every time
Why I'm doin' these niggas so slime
Ain't no cap in my rhymes (Woo, yeah)
I like your bitch, I hit that from behind
Ballin' like Kobe when I'm in my prime
I can't wait, got me cryin' (Yeah)
Mama told me I'm one of a kind
Bulletproof love, for my niggas, I ride
I don't give no fucks, for my killers I'll die
Put that on bloods, why would I lie?
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