White Van

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Look, when you see me in the white van
Then that's your call to go run
Cause you know that me and my gang are in the van
We all loaded with our guns so you better be on the run

If you see us in the street then if you can't run then run
Oh wait, I forgot that you can't even hide
Cause we all over the place looking for you
So you better get ready to die

I know you ain't gonna fly right through the sky
So when you die might as well go to hell
When I ring the bell then that's your call to go to hell

Nigga want smoke with the cold, why we never let him know
Letting him know, whole lotta niggas gon' die with blood like a chocolate blow
Lil nigga, oh, all of my niggas on gold None of my niggas is hoes, we carry them pope
All of my niggas want smoke, we'll kill down the door then pope, pope
Nigga want smoke with the cold, why we never let him know

Letting him know, whole lotta niggas gon' die with blood like a chocolate blow
Lil nigga, oh, all of my niggas on gold None of my niggas is hoes, we carry them pope
All of my niggas want smoke, we'll kill down the door then pope, pope
Smoke up and hop out the van, we catchin' up and we poppin' em fast

Sittin' up busy, waitin' like fast, sittin' in the head when we pushin' the vest
Bang for a second, one, two, and then the dance, only one, but we need closer to life
Pick up we get to the cash, check out that vanity, wanna see pockets, nigga

Said he want smoke, what the f*ck is he talkin'? Smokin' his ass while he open the coffin
Whole city know us, you know that we locked in Hundreds of views every time that we droppin
Spinnin' you ass, we knock out, you knockin' White kisses down when we catch ass walkin
Murder these beasts like I'm comin' from Stockton Murder his ass, two niggas know I ain't jockin
Tellin' shots can't recover these chills Only f*ck team got my name, ringin' bells

Bitch, we headbanging, we catchin' out sales Said he had the eagle, said I'm the hill
Bad lil' bitch, she a 10 on the scale She know we this shit, yeah, you know she can tell
Fuckin' a lady, got her back out of jail Might suck on my skull, shot her in the quill
Smokin' hot smoke, but they cold Wobbin' in the little know, lettin' them know

Whole lotta niggas gon' die, we blow to the choppin' and blow
Yo, nigga, ho, all of my niggas on go None of my niggas is hoes, we carry them O's
All of my niggas want smoke, we'll kill that nigga, then po-po
Off my upstairs, they gon' get back and zombie Spill niggas, no, makin' shit is my hobby

Bitch, I'm a dog, I'm a fucker, ain't no shawty Playin' these games, get us out to the lobby
You f*ck around, get popped like a molly Shit, we get lit when I step in the party
Know that I'll buy the niggas, know I go hardy F*ck it, the tip of my battle was cardi
Workin' up in that shit, ride like a mami Roll up on back like a nigga, a zombie

We throwin' up this wild bitches all on me Send his ass up, I ain't talkin' bout Carti
Push on the beat, leave him poppin' like Varney Step on the throat like we plyin' out pressure, nigga
I'm plyin' out pressure, nigga, clow-clow
212 in the game, shit, YCS comin' up next, nigga, stay tuned, clow-clow

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