Lyrics:
GANG
When we let'em bang lil nigga
Betta be careful lil nigga
All of my shootas are killas
No, they don't miss lil nigga
Betta be careful lil nigga
All
Spent a lot of long nights tryna get shit right
Been stuck in the streets, shit all on me And my lil' brother need it, Ain easy whatever
He got it he
me nigga
I’ma run up my bands and stack ‘em lil’ nigga
You know that be my plan, ain’t scratchin’ it nigga
[Verse 3]
Once again
Why do them niggas be
(It's the one instrumental)
Got it on lock, real nigga made it to the top
Why they wanna change on me?
Looking like a lick
Watch cost a buck,
What's that coming out
Flowing out my mouth
What's that coming out
Lol yea ugh
Trumpet sound comin' out my mout'
Ooh watch I blow em out
They know
by the club swerve, you wit ya girl swerve
A nigga move swerve, all my thugs swerve
[Chorus]
You ain't never had shit (uh uh) swerve on em
For ya
by the club swerve, you wit ya girl swerve
A nigga move swerve, all my thugs swerve
[Chorus]
You ain't never had shit (uh uh) swerve on em
For ya
the key to keep ?em locked
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
That girl wanna give it up, watch her
That girl
A Good Price
My Whip Game Is Insane So Lil Boosie Live Dat Good Life
Uncle Showed Me How To Rock It Up
And Talk In Code Like I Need A Mike Vick Or A Baton
the bag
Watch me fuck up my wrist get me sum ice
Double cup sipping remix with da sprite
Copped a lul shotty it came with a light
My shooter designer he
(Makers)
Gon' pull up on 'em, pull up
Yeah
Should I get it? No cap
(Run that back Turbo)
(Sex) My lil' shawty had bumped her head
And I
world got comin'
Its hard to live by the rules when your lil girl got nothin, you strugglin'
He facin' life and 40 years, bein' lawyer to his peers,
a murder beat
Yeah, I got a murder beef, I'm just tryna get somethin' to eat
Me and my lil' main squeeze, give a nigga a break please
Chain on Frigidaire,
(Jiggi? No one calls you that)
All the lil' niggas that's hating on me
Tell 'em to hate a lil' more
All the lil' niggas that's waiting on me
and pourin
She got to bouncin and twerkin, my dick it start gettin hard
The lights and 'em got 'em movin my shit it start glissen hard
Told niggas that got
crazy
Bitch talkin that shit
She know wassup she know we goin brazy
Niggas know wassup with this
This glock you know it gotta stick
Told em don't watch me
even got no credit
Lil' Boosie and Webbie
King Von he a savage (He a savage)
Damn, where my manners? (Where?)
New crib came with cameras (Uh, huh)
Duck
on IG
You on my mind yea
Nd I'm bored
So I just might text her
Remember days in her room
Hey Alexa
All my drugs used to put em on her dresser
And we done
they just some drug dealing
Criminals this shit ain't fun so watch
Out lil nigga you better run
(better watch out nigga this shit, ain't fun)
Call me
to the Cho I done ran through more hoes
Than lil Stanley Zero Tiger Woods and Jack Nichols (Go)
Shoot my lil shot I ain't missing that missile
Walk in your
woadie' my broadie' get shot broad day
He gon' cut em' by piece turn that boy to fillet
They done filled em' with 9 put them shots in his face
Extravagant
pushin' ki's
This lil' bitch, she bad but broke, I fuck her, now she useless
I can take a clean cream, watch me chop and screw it
Facemob swingin'
the Maybach, fuck a room baby
I use my tongue, use your mouth, watch your tooth baby
Dick ain't proper got a lot of bodies
And the house game Hilton, got a lot
Glicc glocc sliding down a bitch block
Said I ain't got time
No wrist watch
Not a race
Just grind
No pit stop
Got the metal and the iron
No
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