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Put 280 on the dash when I drive watch me whip To deep off inna field I can't crash in a ship Smoke a ounce of weed call that pilot I need help Make a f*ck niggah flip With this 30 on me I might put like 30 on a niggah F*ck a phony, my nigghas they walk through And hoe all you niggahs I can't switch the code My niggahs know I'm down to blow I'll ride fasho These niggahs hoes Might pour up four My money grow My money long Riding in that big black suburban Riding and we lurking Tryna catch a opp and leave a niggah dirty Cause we riding with that 30 three deep And we got like four heats Can't play me pussy niggah you don't know me Yeah that choppa it be hungry Might eat a niggah up Might eat a niggah guts You talking shit we stuff ya up White chalk a bitch and leave her stuck That niggah out his body These nigghas out here wiling Might f*ck yo bitch and leave her smiling Nd leave ha smiling She want ehh bag tried 2 take my cash Lul bitch you fucking tried it Tryna talk that sad Ian playin no dad Lul bihh let's talk in private Private jet don't need no pilot Private flex we gone flex in silence Private checks we don't tell nobody Take it in and keep riding Spin again and keep diving Swerve down yo block in this big wide body Shots out this truck betta duck ain't no Hiding Bussin da corner in this truck get the sliding... We gone upp with no problem Niggah talk down knock his lights and we solve em Catch a niggah wanna fight, knock his sight Den we off em 35 on my side when I ride betta watch em Or I get em lit up fa the coffin Gotta watch fa these gotta stay with my K Keep a 6 on my side let it spray If a niggah act tough make em bow till he em to he pray Show em ruff make em ow till he pay If a niggah act out show em now where he lay Fill his body with hallows we numbing his waist Make em call out tomorrow cause he can't feel his face Three-five with with a lazer my bruddas toat drac's I walk around big chest like I'm cocky I toat a big ass glocky Told em don't move he try we pop em Yo bitch said she calling me papi Whipping da Benz counting bands in my hands Been serving the pack fa da low fa da ten Dumping at ya man's Smoke a blunt with no hands While I'm whipping da van with the glock in my hand Slide in ehh mini Got me gone off ehh Whitney I get dizzy frl Take a lul sip of that henne Got me sipping da bottle it ain't shii I can feel Let's make a lul deal ova 10k yeah I'm Working a mil I'm otw rip his shirt get em killed Put in da OT treat this job like a drill Til a niggah go out keep it real I got weed in my system Lean in my system Can't trust in a niggah put a beam on my pistol We gone slide in a box like the sliders from Krystal's Leave em burnt while we turnt Turn em straight to a gristle Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeahhh Ride around in big Escalade Windows tented man just move out da fucking way We riding bulletproof let down the roof and let it spray My Niggahs act a fool Dey keep a tool and like to play We get da last word chirp like a bird den make em lay… F*ck 12 I'm screaming f*ck the jakes Yeah
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Written by: Dequantay Clemmons, Marquies Bell
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