[Intro]
SethGotTheWaves
Everything for Notti
Forever 14
Ayy, Junwaa
[Chorus]
Like, bitch, I'm a O, so I ride wit' a knock
Sit back, can't lack
Notti wit' me gotta tell him relax
We dump at the opps and they haven't got back
Four deep, we totin' on straps
Rari and Bando, for them I'ma clap, like, yeah
I said Rari and Bando, for them I'ma clap
[Verse 1]
And brodie, you know that's the blood
Call up that boy, he gon' slide with the slugs
Mention gang then you must be tough
We could clear out ya' block, we gon' show up
But all ya' niggas know the vibe
If we see y'all face, we dump, y'all duck
Grrah, grrah, like, we dump, y'all duck
Had to hop on this beat, go kuu
They said, "DD, go up, do you"
Stackin' my bread, they soon to be blues
Road to the riches, I'll be there soon
But I'm still screamin', "Free the demons"
The ones locked down, in it for a reason
Brodie was click-clicking he was squeezin'
On bro, next nigga ain't see him
Got a Glock wit' a beam and a switcher
Point it at niggas who got six figures
Dare a pussy nigga try to act
I'ma up back out my pipe then aim it at his back
But it's time to cool off wit' that
Tryna get to the the bread and just fill up a bag
Like, yeah, tryna fill up a bag
[?] all these [?] days
Take one of my niggas, slidin' right away
Make a movie so we can get paid
Tryna get out the streets, this shit ain't no safe
So the bros throw shells, don't play
'Cause this is real life, this is not a game
Told momma, "We good, I just made a way"
On bro, just wait
SethGotTheWaves
Everything for Notti
Forever 14
Ayy, Junwaa
[Chorus]
Like, bitch, I'm a O, so I ride wit' a knock
Sit back, can't lack
Notti wit' me gotta tell him relax
We dump at the opps and they haven't got back
Four deep, we totin' on straps
Rari and Bando, for them I'ma clap, like, yeah
I said Rari and Bando, for them I'ma clap
[Verse 1]
And brodie, you know that's the blood
Call up that boy, he gon' slide with the slugs
Mention gang then you must be tough
We could clear out ya' block, we gon' show up
But all ya' niggas know the vibe
If we see y'all face, we dump, y'all duck
Grrah, grrah, like, we dump, y'all duck
Had to hop on this beat, go kuu
They said, "DD, go up, do you"
Stackin' my bread, they soon to be blues
Road to the riches, I'll be there soon
But I'm still screamin', "Free the demons"
The ones locked down, in it for a reason
Brodie was click-clicking he was squeezin'
On bro, next nigga ain't see him
Got a Glock wit' a beam and a switcher
Point it at niggas who got six figures
Dare a pussy nigga try to act
I'ma up back out my pipe then aim it at his back
But it's time to cool off wit' that
Tryna get to the the bread and just fill up a bag
Like, yeah, tryna fill up a bag
[?] all these [?] days
Take one of my niggas, slidin' right away
Make a movie so we can get paid
Tryna get out the streets, this shit ain't no safe
So the bros throw shells, don't play
'Cause this is real life, this is not a game
Told momma, "We good, I just made a way"
On bro, just wait
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