Lyrics:
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
They like who that be
When I walk down the street
When they hear the hard beat
When I piss off police
They like who that be
They waiting (Waiting)
For an opportunity to ride up on me
Hoping they don't roll up on me
Cause today I'm ridin dirty
And if they stop me
I might be
They waiting (Waiting)
For an opportunity to ride up on me
Hoping they don't roll up on me
Cause today I'm ridin dirty
And if they stop me
I might be
mic I'm breakin necks
Run train tracks, like stand by me, lookin for any dead body,
I'm grip like a pitbull, leave yo brain gone like Muhammad Ali,
(ah)
Migo the gang, we will never lose (uh-uh)
So many bitches might catch me on Shade Room
Got a pitbull, thinkin' 'bout coppin' a baboon (ayy)
Free
Hahaha, yeah mell
Slam dunkin' P's like I'm Zion, huh
Might cop the Porsche, new Cayenne (Skrrt)
Gotta keep that fire, don't wanna die young
Huh
through the math I subtract them
You hear no laughter, QBC the thug factor
You niggaz ain't worth the punch, back snatch ya
Pitbull attack ya,
"Fuck The Police".
'Cause it's hard for a nigga to get peace.
Now it's broken and can't be fixed.
'Cause police and little black niggers don't mix so
Now
whole groupie
I still be handin' out smoke, here's a doobie
We spin back and bounce, they call us loony
Live by a gun, die by a gun truly
Black folk here
the city
Police be rolling and
Foot patrolling in the city
Niggas got bankroll
Stacking up pesos in the city
Killas be lurkin
Tryna merk something in
mic I'm breakin necks
Run train tracks, like stand by me, lookin for any dead body,
I'm grip like a pitbull, leave yo brain gone like Muhammad Ali,
the crowd in a Coupe with white walls
Screamin', "If y'all ain't Outz then y'all could ride my balls"
Beef with us, you might just catch a black eye
owe me then ehh
You might be onto something
I keep my mind on what matters eyes on the prize
Nose in my business I know the business ain't no surprising
turning caine into rocks
And I carry two glocks so I can't be stopped
From the city to the state I'm pushing rhymes like weight
Pitbulls by
of tracks from lil flip
8ballMJG, Pitbull, DJ Khaled, JT Money
Can't forget T-double-D
Try to match their energy
These niggas be acting weird as fuck
or get killed by police
Want brighter future but we all hurting getting ahead is a beast
10 men in a circle way more than fatherless homes or get killed by
tight
She ain't caught an attitude yet
So I might let her spend the night
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Police got me on the run
'Cause they know we movin' by the ton
Mindin' yo' business, they grabbed you by yo' collar
You feel like Marvin Gaye 'cause they make you wanna holler
But since you can't run, you might
the bag
Shit it might just be the tag
Shit it might just be the gas, ah
In Atlanta gettin' cash
See the police do the dash
I got niggas sellin' thrax, ah
We have got the little answers
To the things
That might' be bothering you!
We have got your little toys!
(we're busy makin' 'em!)
Busy makin' 'em,
a bastard I hit the blunts 'til I gotta cough then I pass 'em
Exhaust on the Aston
That next choice you make might be your last one
Shit that I needed
Mindin' yo' business, they grabbed you by yo' collar
You feel like Marvin Gaye 'cause they make you wanna holler
But since you can't run, you might
block street
Nigga health care insured by that guap
More ways than [?] to me [?]
Jackals playin' overseas with they yacht
Shit I probly be the same I find
there
They killin' teens, they killin' dreams (It's murder)
Yo, come on we gotta stick together, we all we got
Police taking shots and I ain't talkin'
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