[Intro]
(Hey, what's good Drew?)
(Ahh) (Yeah) (Uh)
[Chorus]
You want to ride off with a real one (real one)
Yeah, heard they looking for me, hope they still come (still come)
Yeah, riding round the city keeping big guns, (big guns) we gon make em feel summin (feel summin)
Yeah its time to rock and roll (rock and roll)
Load the full clip extended, mask on we want all the dough (all the dough)
Can't fuck with a bitch gotta say don't care, we got em kinda ho (kinda ho)
We spin the block hit it up do it two times
I beat it up make her say my name two times (let's go)
Why you be tripping bout bitches when you mine
Don't wanna talk about it (ooh)
Niggas got problems we walk about it
Curly J on the beat and its automatic, unload the clip like its automatic
We gonna shoot till they dead, we dropping hits on they head
We do not care bout the feds, fuck what they said
Shawty on top of the bed, you want the money instead
[Verse 1]
Yeah, uh
Everyone stop and they stare, love to compare
I ain't like none of these niggas, I smell the fear in the air
I know that I'm rare, I'm bout to just drop me a hunnid, go head and cop me a pair
Baby I'm selfish, I know you want all of me fuck it I don't even care
That nigga want me more (want me more)
I got her up on the bed standing up doing tricks, doing flips til the legs get sore
We spin the block with a brand new whip and a brand new gun, its a real big toy
I'm only 14 with a draco in the middle of the hood, its a real big boy
(Ahh) (Yeah) (Uh)
(Hey, what's good Drew?)
(Ahh) (Yeah) (Uh)
[Chorus]
You want to ride off with a real one (real one)
Yeah, heard they looking for me, hope they still come (still come)
Yeah, riding round the city keeping big guns, (big guns) we gon make em feel summin (feel summin)
Yeah its time to rock and roll (rock and roll)
Load the full clip extended, mask on we want all the dough (all the dough)
Can't fuck with a bitch gotta say don't care, we got em kinda ho (kinda ho)
We spin the block hit it up do it two times
I beat it up make her say my name two times (let's go)
Why you be tripping bout bitches when you mine
Don't wanna talk about it (ooh)
Niggas got problems we walk about it
Curly J on the beat and its automatic, unload the clip like its automatic
We gonna shoot till they dead, we dropping hits on they head
We do not care bout the feds, fuck what they said
Shawty on top of the bed, you want the money instead
[Verse 1]
Yeah, uh
Everyone stop and they stare, love to compare
I ain't like none of these niggas, I smell the fear in the air
I know that I'm rare, I'm bout to just drop me a hunnid, go head and cop me a pair
Baby I'm selfish, I know you want all of me fuck it I don't even care
That nigga want me more (want me more)
I got her up on the bed standing up doing tricks, doing flips til the legs get sore
We spin the block with a brand new whip and a brand new gun, its a real big toy
I'm only 14 with a draco in the middle of the hood, its a real big boy
(Ahh) (Yeah) (Uh)
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