Lyrics:
smokin' that kushie
I be flippin' dem flounders
They be huntin' my bounty
I'm the face of the hood
Every place in the hood
Triple C's in there
Come
in tha Knight like I'm sir Lancelot
Almost lost it all, by a landslide
Down lil chick, foreva gon ride
By any means getting it Bonnie Clyde
My enemies
bullets, we ain't shooting no blanks (hood)
Different drip, my lifestyle strange (yeah)
They kickin' they shit in the rain (talk to 'em)
Just fall back in
growin' up in the game
This slangin' thangs
Drinkin', sell a lil' cocaine
Get locked up for a minute now we in it to win it
Now everybody know me
They
yeah I’m a Borough boy
Southeast side yeah I’m a Borough boy
C uh oh city by the mountains
Nikkas on Fountain still counting
In da trap while I’m
that boy up like a napkin (Dexter)
Wait, you know I don't fuck with no birds (I don't)
Diamonds reflect off the curve (do what?)
Hop in that Lambo
I ain't have a daughter coming, I'll go on run
I'm just playing, but would've did da dash
240 and some nitros in this FORD, I CAN GO WAY TOO FAST
But
[Chorus]
Bitch excuse me for being a lil bit under the anger
But you bitches, side picture, got you haters live in danger
Make a stranger punch you
can’t be like Drizzy
My niggas spin da’ block til’ they get dizzy
Kick in the door, lil nigga get busy
Get to da’ cash, go handle ya business
Fresh in this bitch like a new one hot boy shit
Nigga fuck around and get blew up fareal
Play da cut get stalked down fuck a drive by ima walk down
Got my
No auto maw
We live in the new times
Lil' ma must've artist for me
Is the new grime
More money, more money
More shine
She the princess
That mean I'm running from 5
Gun on my hip
That stay by my side
You can see danger all in my eyes
You can see guns all on my guys
Sheesh
And we ready
chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
chrome exhaust with the leather in the wood
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy
chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
chrome exhaust with the leather in the wood
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy
be huntin my bounty
I'm the face of the hood
Every place in the hood
Triple see's in there
Come get a taste of my hood
I'm da captain
Crush by the lite- (Victoriouz)
New shit, man
Tearin' the streets up
It's your boy Lil Durk tunin' in with DJ Victoriouz, man (my nigga Lil Durk)
More drama than the President with North Korea
Gettin Krunk wit Lil Jon, he da livest in the south
Fuck around and you get wires in your mouth
Cowards
the microphone and I make a motherfucker lose it
And I make niggas jump and I back niggas up
She in the back of the truck
Lil' mommy wanna fuck and she really
extra Bae
We up to no good (no good)
We slidin' through yo hood (In yo hood)
Bitch we got 10 glocks and 5 chopsticks I wish a Nigga would (I wish a Nigga
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
Tip on the glock from a crip up in Compton shooting at the cops
Fuck one time I gave her to the block
I fucked 1 time we boys in the hood and nigga you
[Verse 1 - Rich Boy]
Let me take ya through my hood where I was born and raised
Where niggas tote semi-automatics, busting them K's
Heavy guns
gas, you know Lil E all up in this shit
Lil buddy go out bad, how the fuck you get your blick took
Smokin' on the gas, boy you know we had your gang
Shout out to DJ Khaled
This that special cloth at the radio station
Going brazy with your boys in the building
New York City, what the fuck is up?
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