Lyrics:
(FJ on this beat, hoe) Run through the streets in the bottom, bitch I done lost love Run through the streets in the bottom, bitch I done lost love put my trust into no bitch They gon' change up Run through the streets, bitch Everyday I keep a banga Bitches wanna be famous and I’m like "Oh, oh Oh" it be survival of the fittest, bitch We 'bout to blow Hoe in yo' nuts with no intentions Up the Glock and dirty step 'em Say Lil' Dee, you gotta calm down (Down) You know that I got plenty We don’t play around (Play around) Ask Baby Joe, smoke from the throat We quick to spray around (Ba, ba) And it’s a fact, them niggas rats Them people lay you down And I can tell you that love don’t show And I been livin' on my own Fresh up off my Joes My pain deep in, I want it gone So I just smokе a Joe You hear me shakin' through my tonе I’m scared to trust a hoe I run this bitch here for Boozilla, he run up, i peel 'em Penicillin, forever my nigga We can’t clean his system Steady thinkin' 'bout loosin' my Riches and watchin' my This for Baba, forever my shotta He got cases pendin' Run through the streets in the bottom, bitch I done lost love Run through the streets in the bottom, bitch I done lost love put my trust into no bitch They gon' change up Run through the streets, bitch Everyday I keep a banga Bitches wanna be famous and I’m like "Oh, oh Oh" it be survival of the fittest, bitch We 'bout to blow Hoe in yo' nuts with no intentions Up the Glock and dirty step 'em
(Playboy on this bitch, but he ain't playin' though) My mama say the streets ain't for me My only choice is slang iron Niggas keep tryin', had to show 'em they can't touch me These niggas steady keep dyin' (oh, ah) That nigga dead and you can't bring him back from talking, nigga Let shots off at your head, you end up dead, I up that .40, nigga Bitch, I'm rich as fuck and that's a must, I'm gone kill all them niggas And they know that I'm thuggin' 'til they put me in a coffin, nigga Hunnid rounds on that Draco I up that pump, I blow that bitch, knock off your front door NBA gang, solar eclipse, I be at Huncho That 4KTrey, I shoot that stick like Rajon Rondo Diamonds on my neck, they shining hard, I spent a bank on it Take it, bet I bust your fuckin' head, I bet my ring on it Posted in that North, that's what we bang and I'ma stand on it These niggas bitches, real killer, they know I ain't never ran from it Since I came out, they know I never gave a fuck what they say Catch that lil' boy who been dissin', shoot the bitch in his face Wet up the block and clear the business, bitch, I'm straight out the A Them scary bitches know who with it, double G spin every day My mama say the streets ain't for me My only choice is slang iron Niggas keep tryin', had to show them they can't touch me These niggas steady keep dyin' Roll up the purp', light up the blunt, and smoke the block out I run with some steppers, convicted felons, plus they dropouts I drop down 11 and shoot the texts once he knocked out I step by Boozilla, my nigga told 'em like, "Not my dawg" I wit' some juveniles, they doped up, Lil D ain't never fold up So when he come home the rest of them niggas, they know what up Them niggas ain't gon' fuck with us, bitch name a nigga play wit' us Big E and Q, they stay with us, you know we kept them 'Ks with us DDawg bust his fuckin' head, see his brain cells Who say they on that gang Trell?
(D-roc) Pistol toting, just me and Three "Better keep it" what he told me Burglaries with my cousin Meechy Blue Yukon pulling robberies Walk through easy town, yeah, to Eazy-E, yeah With lil' Jordan on the side of me From Monticello back to Fayetteville in it Willy took, he went hard for me Thank you my nigga, I miss you Know this shit, I'm at odds with the system Gravedigger, I been completing every mission Pull up on her swagging, baby need a pension I told 'em I got that bag and I'm getting it My mama straight so I'm fine My kids straight, I got mine I'm posted where it ain't good, but I'm out here with my iron Across the line, I put my life since a youngin been doing time I thought the news tell you 'bout the slime She can't get her own, she wanna take mine Got what you desired, I lost all time You wasted your own time and you waste mine Big brother KD doing fine Result the iron collecting money and heads, pussy Pistol toting, just me and Three "Better keep it" what he told me Burglaries with my cousin Meechy Blue Yukon pulling robberies Walk through easy town, yeah, to Eazy-E, yeah With lil' Jordan on the side of me From Monticello back to Fayetteville in it Willy took, he went hard for me Thank you my nigga, I miss you Now you know I love my dog, that's my fucking nigga With my nigga I'm gon' vibe 'til we don't get no bigger Me and Ten in the north running from the laws, I ain't throw my pistol We meet back up, he ain't got his, old crazy ass nigga I grab my bread and pour some sugar up inside of my water Hole in the front of my shoe, Balenciaga my daughter For them hard times, jail times, old days Grandma, I been taking care of the family, I'm a strong man 7:30, sun came Me and Meechy ain't get a thing, we stole some cameras out Radioshack And sold 'em to the dope man Boozilla caught a charge from popping cars, this shit insane He sold the gun that killed his brother, but won't beef with me with this man Pistol toting, just me and Three "Better keep it" what he told me Burglaries with my cousin Meechy Blue Yukon pulling robberies Walk through easy town, yeah, to Eazy-E, yeah With lil' Jordan on the side of me From Monticello back to Fayetteville in it Willy took, he went hard for me Thank you my nigga, I miss you
You don't wan' take it there, don't go there with us, nah (nah) Walked in with a Styrofoam cup with plenty racks off in my hands (my hands) And we ain't come here for to lose, we want it all Smokin' dro 'cause I need it So I could be calm instead of dangerous when you see me (when you see me) You niggas know we quick to let it blow for any reason (I don't want to) Kick down your door, post up on your front porch, and we ain't leavin' When my grandma died, I had to beat the odds and it wasn't easy When Boozilla died, I almost lost my mind, broke me to pieces (rest in peace) We was slangin' iron for Dump and all the rest, it ain't no secret 38 across my neck, we be them boys you don't want beef with Smokin' dro, smell it when I hit the door, 'cause I need it I ain't the one, these pussy niggas know I be fiendin' Hop out the car with diamonds 'round my throat, bitch, I'm beamin' I don't think no nigga can't see me, I be paranoid while I'm leanin' (let's go for real) Smokin' dro 'cause I need it So I could be calm instead of dangerous when you see me You niggas know we quick to let it blow for any reason (bow, boom, boom) Kick down your door, post up on your front porch, and we ain't leavin' I'ma leave here with what I came here for, now what you sayin'?
Yeah I wonder if Lil Tug and Jordan can hear me I ain't got much to give Barely seen love, seem like the fake be the first thing appear I ain't never takin' back what I said, not even once I'm killed I don't wanna do it, now they say I'm wrong and I'm who kept it real I just wanna turn this shit around, now that I see it clear They took the soul from Boozilla Killed Lil Dave when I was little Since the time I ain't found forgiveness That shit turned me into a killer Came from sellin' drugs with my nigga Went and found a thousand ways to get it They done found a thousand ways to down me I don't give a fuck 'cause now I don't feel 'em I ain't have a thing when I was a lil' one Whatever my children want they gettin' it I done lost my patience in that prison I done lost my cadence, cases pendin' I can see the fakeness, faces grinnin' Can see that they don't want me in it If I can't trust her, I can't love her I done walked away from plenty See me go, as I fly away from these niggas They just want to keep up in my business, I say fuck 'em They don't need me, no I'm wastin' time on these bitches I'm wastin' time, soon as I trust 'em I'm in trouble This a deserved Bentley This that new hustle hard edition, I say swerve in it Come up from hustle, heart of trenches, blew out curbs in it They feel like I done lost my mind and I feel tempted I feel like they want to keep me down and I'm still winnin' And I'm still in it, leavin' richer than I came in With two new hoes, for every one bitch got my name bent Smile through it all, they still ain't askin' where my pain went Or even if it left, it never did, I ain't gotta frame shit After all it's still the same shit, after all I still ain't gain shit Now you blamin' me and I caught you first I ain't with' all this lil' game shit Been with you, I ain't seein' the same bitches Say it ain't true, you engaged in it Had a broken heart and I played in it And now I got this cage feelin' I said, see me go, as I fly away from these niggas They just want to keep up in my business, I say fuck 'em They don't need me, no I'm wastin' time on these bitches I'm wastin' time, soon as I trust 'em I'm in trouble I'm in trouble nigga, I can't I can't, I can't trust neither one of them, none of 'em They got, they got me with a cage feelin' or some shit, all this shit But you know, you know I'm holdin' up I'm holdin' up longer than a, longer than a bridge ,nigga That's who I'm is Longer than a bridge, believe that
It's Jaws Music Pull up with Boozilla, I feel like I'm a star now 24 slagging, wasn't my intention My bitchs are ransom, get that stack we diving You know that we riding, you know that we rising Started from the bottom, now I make it Back in school, never stop calling Strap tight with that Glock, X10 I gotta hook my bag up, you gotta freeze the speed up Yeah, I got a lot of problems, slide that through my project Baby go, let go, yeah, we gon' blow all the show Yeah, you know that we gon' blow it Pussy ass young and playing games, we gon' mop him out quick Extra, extra lesson, I got a lot of fucking blessings You know that I gotta shine with it You know that I gotta shine with it Pull up with Boozilla, I feel like I'm a star now 24 slagging, wasn't my intention My bitchs are ransom, get that stack we diving You know that we riding, you know that we rising Started from the bottom, now I make it Back in school, never stop calling Oh, oh, oh He got a 30, I got a 40 Nigga don't play, cause this ain't no game I got a game with me Run up on me, I headshot Run up on me, you gon' end up dead VVS's make me shine in the dark I got this drip on me All of my lean clean, you know I got it all We been sipping in the night Niggas be acting dumb I pull up in the latest I got that drip on me, niggas be hating 18, we get in the back Niggas be tripping lately Niggas don't play, drip, drip I'm popping my shit Money got it long, extend the cash Yeah, we rolling out the street I got a stick in the trunk I got your bitch when I fuck You know how we do it We got that drip on me Ice on me, you know we on This ain't no gang shit Drip, drip, you know what we do Cuban leans got me choking lately Running round the city with my drip, drip Pull up with Boozilla, I feel like I'm a star now 24, we slagging, wasn't my intention My bitches are ransom, get them stack we diving You know that we riding, you know that we rising
(Only son stranded) never panic Fuck what’s said or what happened Before I freeze, that's on my seed I up this bitch and I blast ‘em (And I blast ‘em) Yeah, woah, yeah, woah (This is the sound) 38 Baby, RIP boozilla
I had to distance myself, back through that North I was runnin' I went to juvenile was lookin' at myself like a flunkie Through a window I couldn't see out all I heard was some thunder On the phone with Lashonda, she told me ashtray was dead on the corner Started sayin' to myself I gotta get out this jungle When them niggas killed my cousin mane that shit made me wonder I keep a burner I refuse to let them boys put me up under Come pour up with a real nigga Light one up for them real niggas I know Boozilla still with me Yeah, I know Lil' Dave still with me I know my grandma still with me, while I'm chasing after this mill ticket I know my grandma still with me, while I'm chasing after this mill ticket I hop out get to bustin' before I let myself die Starin' down the barrel just like lookin' in your eye Take one of mine I'll make sure that we all cry Take one of mine I swear that we gon' all cry Top shottah, big mon, big mon Top shottah, big mon, big mon Top shottah, big mon, big mon Informant fi dead, we don't spare none, spare none Dive in that water with no vest on Only thing I got is my teflon Watch out I bet I stretch some Watch out I bet I stretch some See me in that Benz, hop out that Benz and they hatin' You can run up on me and gon' catch one to the face Pussyhole saw me and he went the other way I'm like wa gwan' we can do it any day And then they hatin' Pussihole saw me and he went the other way I'm like wa gwan' we can do it any day I'm like whatup?
This for lil' Kayden, my first born (Draco) You made a nigga strong, you the one (you the one) This for lil' Taylin, my second baby, my wildest son (Tay Tay) Before it's done, I promise we'll have a bond (PlayBoy on this bitch but he ain't playin' though) Kamiri, K3, everything 'bout him lovin' and that lil' nigga just like me Wear his headband, like his cousin (Boozilla) I just seen you on IG Forever I got you, forever I know you got me Just talked to Kacey through a iPhone, I coulda cried I knew that look up in yo' eyes Ain't talk to moms up in so long, some shit ain't right Just gotta keep my head high Just left backstage with a bag full of cash More diamonds in the sack (sack) I'm a lil' nigga, I ain't stuntin' for nobody though I been seemin' not to try when I rap My girl say I passed (say I passed) Fuck it, bae, I'm tryna put this .30 on somebody Rockstar to heavy metal, oh I think I found someone to make it better, oh Old friends call me, mistake 'em for somebody else I don't wanna fuck this up, up Said what you wanna do 'cause, girl, I'm all in Pick me up when I'm fallin' When we land we be ballin' These niggas lame, go to tweakin', ain't with that talkin' Everybody be mouthin', pistols gon' get to sparkin' Been ballin' long so I can see all, imagine how Made it down a long road Yeah, that's right, we up right now, I need you to be right here Just talked to Kacey through a iPhone, I coulda cried I knew that look up in yo' eyes Ain't talk to moms up in so long, some shit ain't right Just gotta keep my head high Just left backstage with a bag full of cash More diamonds in the sack (on the set) I'm a lil' nigga, I ain't stuntin' for nobody I been seemin' not to try when I rap My girl say I passed Fuck it, bae, I'm tryna put this .30 on somebody
Young Liddo *Inhales* *Exhales* I stay loaded to the max Fired up Liddo be lit up like a match Clutching ridin with the strap on my lap draco in the back Rezzy whippin up a pack YC he rollin out the batch What we go do with all this iron look like a nigga tryna scrap I can't wait til they free DL hoodo Tayko and La flare Every since I lost Boozilla it been hard for me to care In the slums we gorillas you kno we ain't playing fair If you ever turn yo back on me I'll put bullets there I don't need no co sign hoe everything I say be facts You be Pillow talkin all that lying hoe that shit be cap We press play we don't rewind hoe let's keep this shit on track I'm booted up get out of line hoe Eddoe go tag yo ass I'm from the gudda straight up out the carters Gone turn on the water I'm at a boiling point but moving smarter If it stick I hit it harder Bag ya up just like a quarter I just want my bag larger Ya fam ain't ya biggest supporters I put cash up for my daughters I put a bag up ima get you hit won't cost a dime for me to send a blitz Since I was a kid I been playing w sticks You was in house watchin lilo and stitch Now I rock diamonds wetter then a bitch Muggin it come wit a consequence Look in my eyes this as real as it gets Frontline I'll hit anything moving Could never tell if it ever come to it Fuck da laws im innocent till proven Guilty Inside my cup filthy Mixing all these drugs one mo sip it might kill me Stack up yea I'm building Can't let no snakes near me Don't play you'll be 6feet They go miss you dearly I been taking all these meds Still can't believe that shit w trezz I'll put wooda on yo head Bitch free Savo out da feds I stay loaded to da max Fired up Liddo be lit up like a match Clutching ridin with the strap on my lap draco in the back Rezzy whippin up a pack YC he rollin out the batch what we go do with all this iron look like a nigga tryna scrap I can't wait til they free DL hoodo Tayko and La flare Every since I lost Boozilla it been hard for me to care In the slums we gorillas you kno we ain't playing fair If you ever turn yo back on me I'll put bullets there I don't need no co sign hoe Young liddo You be pillow talkin all that lying hoe that shit be cap We press play we don't rewind hoe let's keep this shit on track
Portray that image, actin' like he with it, we pay him a visit Speakin' on my name, droppin' change get you changed Big body Range, you know we are not the same ZO6 got me retarded, super charged in this bitch They want play me like a lil' boy, I snuck the rod in this bitch Rewind the time, I'm in my prime, I went and flooded my wrist Bitch ass lil' boy can't steal the style, we who started this shit Shackles made out of metal behind a pressure plate of glass Put that metal on he who wanna meddle in my affairs Bitch I'm very important, I'm not no regular artist I can't do too much talkin', look, cigar got me coughin' Do you like a pair of lungs, all that smoke bring the coffin All my niggas TTG, we turn up, trained to go for real BreadWinner vending machine, we really sell that coke for real Any violation, we both knowin' where we go from here You say your youngin' TTG, he trained to go Well my youngin' on BBG and all he know is blow This for Boozilla, we gon' make 'em at the corner store Say he laid low but he got down, bitch we know you told I'ma cop one, and you can work back two (work back two) They go for fifteen, how you paid twenty-two?
((Berge always flexin') Gloves on I got my gloves on, I got my mask on Look, finna hop out and run down (YoungBoy) And go to sprayin, hit 'til somebody on the ground Mask on, gloves tight, hop out and hit 'em up Caught my first soul at sixteen, but still'll hit you up Them niggas bust my parter up, I'm clutchin', keepin' my gloves tucked I'm tryna whack one of you bitches I said, "Mama, I'm tired, I got pain in my eyes" They don't know emotions I been feelin' since Yella died All the shit I'm hearin' 'bout Tyler, it make me want to cry But I can't soften up, it's time to bust another up Roll 'em up, watch he eat the dust That's on Boozilla soul, catch 'em slippin', knock off his nose (uh) We caught the trigger man lurkin' for the one who made the plan Got to catch that shakeback for Lil Key, then everybody goes Line 'em up and pick him up, five bodies in one cross, ho Poppin' off that lean, I'm off codeine, I can't control it (hol' on) Poppin' all that shit, but that ain't fair 'cause they don't know me Different hoes inside my home, I just need one to hold me Plenty diamonds, plenty money, why the fuck I can't be chosen?
Confessin' like they read my mind I wish they could read my mind My God, I'm scarred I cry tattoo tears of war I'm off Chippewa, still get in a stolen car Load up and I shoot at boys, fuck 'em, I don't know them niggas Ridin' inside a Maybach, writin' music, I'ma show you niggas Herm cryin' in my face, now I gotta show a nigga If he die today, gotta make sure that I throw Tay a million Rich, it ain't the greatest feelin', still battlin' with the system Say I'm gay because my nails, I took your ho, I know the feelin' Nail you to the cross, Jesus steppin' in my fuckin' Yeezys Prayed inside the can, you ever say I'm lyin', they won't believe me Huntin' on my land, I'm just hopin' that the law don't see me (huntin') Shook back after every fuckin' loss, still, I can't compare to Ross Fuck explainin' how I was raised, nigga I'm just stickin' to what I was taught, huh Pussy-ass nigga, fuck you Bangin' at you bitches 'til your head fall off (blatt, blatt, blatt) Claimin' that you're rich until the feds expose all y'all Serve you then I stick you, BBG saved all y'all Lock me out the door, but I can hear y'all niggas all loud Sippin' and I'm laughin' 'til I hear that chopper sound off Five million dollars, put everybody on my roll call Seventy thousand dollars missin', stolen by my roll dog Boozilla, should I zip the bitch? First, he was your roll dog I ain't lyin' to my wife, she ain't try me, I took her clothes off Sherhonda know I love her, but cuss her because my soul gone I begged her for the move when I told her I'm gettin' 'em rolled on I'm addicted like my cousin Meechy, I get my roll on All these fuckin' cars, can't drive, I keep my feelings disguised Scared to vent to Yaya, but I could talk to my guys Floyd against me, he the only reason that I stopped tryin' We 'posed to all be aligned, I keep my head to the sky To all the slimes in the streets that died At least they still could see me shine My God, why someone wants to leave me?
Im the real king from now on bitch call me Your Highness I get higher than the horizon, this shit bad like green lightning You know im a go out fighting, im a legend like a titan All these bodies bitch im feeling like the old Michael Myers Then im right back to balling like a new set of tires I be speeding burning gas, it cant get no higher Fuck the police the only thing ill cuff is a lighter Or the judge wife Tell em make all my dogs sentences light All that time gone when ya touchdown we go make it right Bitch I'm Boozilla gang and you know that shit for life Wish i can bring you back from the afterlife, and mama too Without the 2 in this world feel like i aint got a clue I miss yall and i know yall missing me too, fr Its go be a long time, a long long long Its go be a long time til they put me in my place I'm taking 1st place aint none of yall safe
Life ain't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift I don't want your fake love, you can dip Seein' how you felt, really flipped the script Tell me all your problems, how you comin' Wipe that look off your face, you a dummy How you fall for them same fuckin' games In the streets, you gotta go with your moves The devil love me, so I gotta keep it a took Life ain't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift I don't want your fake love, you can dip Seein' how you felt, really flipped the script Tell me, is that really how you coming Wipe that look off yo face, man, you a dummy Dancin' in the rain, I hate when it's sunny I done had the pain for so many years Wishin' that you was here, got me sheddin' tears Seein' how you comin, really hurt my feelings You can leave, I don't really want no dealings In the trenches, where its bound to be a killin Keep your weapons, so nothin' ever prosper Boozilla, Mr.TrapsAlot top shotta Prayin' to God, but I'm dancin' with the devil Mama pray, cause I'm really about whatever I'm an angel, but they think I'm a devil Life ain't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift I don't want your fake love, you can dip Seein' how you felt, really flipped the script Tell me, is that really how you coming Wipe that look off your face, you a dummy How you fall for them same fuckin' games In the streets, you gotta go with your mood The devil love me, so I gotta keep it a tool Niggas in the hits up in my fuckin' head You let me bat up on my own All I do is treat you right, I send that one through your phone And now I'm poppin' pills all through the night, I'm stayin' in my phone Get niggas back up, baby, go through my head all night long Yeah, I'm stayin' at the ceiling, and you know I'm feelin' lonely Now she send a voicemail sayin', can you please pick up the phone I tell her, shawty, no, cause you really did me fuckin' wrong So I'ma put you up up in this, yeah, I want you in my arms Oh, yeah, I want you in my arms Yeah, I want you in my arms Oh, I want you in my arms, baby Yeah, let's go Yeah, I want you in my arms Yeah, I want you in my arms Yeah Yeah Ah Yeah, I want you in my arms
Yeah, rest in peace to Boozilla Rest in peace to big duck Rip to Lil AJ, ya heard me ? Never broke again gorilla, my gang, no gang Free lil block..bitch!
Go and get a bag, go and get a bag Go and get a bag, go and get a bag Go and get a bag, put some money up Go and get a bag, put some money up, yeah yeah Go and get a bag, put some money up Go and get a bag, put some money up, yeah yeah You get out rapped, cause the flow's on tap You niggas look lost put your nose in a map All the niggas on the wall and the hoes in the back Real niggas on the stage yeah you know where we at Max send me beats then it's straight to the lab Got the boom bap and it's mixed with the trap Got the doom rap cause I don't cut 'em slack The new fresh prince cause I come with the slaps, yeah What you gon' do when I roll up with Sew Better hold up the loot, put up dough for the crew Don't care about the glitz, we just tryna get rich I'm just getting my fix when I stroll in the booth I'ma finally let loose and expose all the flukes This shit is too real, we make haters regroup And bitches rejoice cause they loving the voice Leave 'em all with no choice They throwing it back and making it clap, like that, yeah, like that Try to imagine it, this is that dragon shit Brothers united just tryna get dollars Fuck all them followers, this for the fam This shit for the fans, go follow my march, time to get bands, uh Go and get a bag, put some money up Go and get a bag, put some money up, yeah yeah Go and get a bag, put some money up Go and get a bag, put some money up, yeah yeah Go and get a bag, pop a tag, this feel automatic Bought my girl a bag, spent a stack, you wish that you had it Put a couple checks away for later, watch it grow like magic Pull a band all out my pocket, just like it's a rabbit Balling is a habit, have to grab it, then I watch it grow I just spent a lot on my computer, it ain't running slow You too busy tryna count my pockets, you ain't counting dough I just live my life like I'm a star, grab a telescope I aim at the sky, squint my eye, and I let it go Funds is like Euphrates, it's a river, so I let it flow Max produced the skunk, I bring the funk, you oregano I stick to the script and it's so strict, like a metronome 3HD we finna get a bag, gold on my neck like I'm Trinidad Run to the paper, that's in a flash Probably fumbled some funds, but it's in the past You in my face looking like a disgrace You should stay in your place and go get you some money Can't catch a break, got a lot on my plate Even with higher stakes, odds looking great for me For a couple bands, I can tell a great story Shout out Boozilla, cause he paved the way for me My partners always active when they make a play for me Shit is sweet like honey, just a normal day for me Three dragons spittin' a breath of the fire Go against us, you could burn on the pyre Say you got ice, but that boy is a liar Spicing it up, cooking deep in the fryer Making moves, I'm silent on the go Collect my funds and dice that I'ma roll A gamble I can handle nonetheless A diamond under pressure and the stress You a broke boy, better get your money up Can't reach this high, better get your bunnies up All about my B's, got this honey in my cup That's business and Benji's and brotherhood
Confessin' like they read my mind I wish they could read my mind My God, I'm scarred I cry tattoo tears of war I'm off Chippewa, still get in a stolen car Load up and I shoot at boys, fuck 'em, I don't know them niggas Ridin' inside a Maybach, writin' music, I'ma show you niggas Herm' cryin' in my face, now I gotta show a nigga If he die today, gotta make sure that I throw Tay a million Rich, it ain't the greatest feelin', still battlin' with the system Say I'm gay because my nails, I took your ho, I know the feelin' Nail you to a cross, Jesus steppin' in my fuckin' Yeezys Prayed inside the can, you ever say I'm lyin', they won't believe me Huntin' on my land, I'm just hopin' that the law don't see me (I'm huntin') Shook back after every fuckin' loss, still, I can't compare to Ross Fuck explainin' how I was raised, nigga, I'm just stickin' to what I was taught, huh Pussy-ass nigga, fuck you Bangin' at you bitches 'til your head fall off (Blatt-blatt-blatt) Claimin' that you're rich until the feds expose all y'all Serve you then I stick you, BBG said all y'all Lock me out the door but I can hear y'all niggas all loud Sippin' and I'm laughin' 'til I hear that chopper sound off Five million dollars, put everybody on my roll call Seventy thousand dollars missin', stolen by my roll dog Boozilla, should I zip the bitch? First, he was your roll dog I ain't lyin' to my wife, she ain't try me, I took her clothes off Sherhonda know I love her but cuss her because my soul gone I begged her for to move when I told her I'm gettin' 'em rolled on I'm addicted like my cousin Meechy, I get my roll on All these fuckin' cars, can't drive, I keep my feelings disguised Scared to vent to Yaya but I could talk to my guys Floyd against me, he the only reason that I stopped tryin' We 'posed to all be aligned, I keep my head to the sky To all the slimes in the streets that died At least they still could see me shine My God, why someone wants to leave me?
Huh, hah Uh, uh, uh, huh Huh huh, rahh bitch You already know what it is, Kash (Huh hah, Slatt) Moving fast in my challenger (Rahhh) moving fast in my challenger (Bitch) SRT High caliber (Fuck, rahhh) and your bitch is the passenger (That’s your bitch, hah) (Huh hah, Slatt) Moving fast in my challenger (Rahhh) moving fast in my challenger (Bitch) SRT High caliber (Fuck, rahhh) and your bitch is the passenger (That’s your bitch, hah) Moving fast moving fast I be moving fast (Vrooo) Slime slatt SRT put my foot on the gas (Bitch) Round the corner rah rah, full body cast And I be careful with my shots incase you wanna dash (Run) I’m a real one and I put that on Boozilla name (R.I.P) That’s on my slime that’s on my gang and ion play no games (Nah) I ain’t snitching I ain’t speaking on no body name (No snitch) And when I roll down the window the choppa spit flames (Rahhh) Ima cut that engine up yeah SRT (Vrooo) Not a red eye but a demon and I got the key (Blaow) Might cop a charger too yeah a hellcat g (Arhhh) But I ain’t let no body drive yeah that’s all on me (That’s on me) They tryna break into my car I pull out a .40 (Blaow) He juggin' mad he talkin' bad it might just be a scene (What) I asked him what he want he said he fuck wit me (Nah) But I ain’t let it out choppa' get yo sprayin' now (Huh hah, Slatt) Moving fast in my challenger (Rahhh) moving fast in my challenger (Bitch) SRT High caliber (Fuck, rahhh) and your bitch is the passenger (That’s your bitch, hah) (Huh hah, Slatt) Moving fast in my challenger (Rahhh) moving fast in my challenger (Bitch) SRT High caliber (Fuck, rahhh) and your bitch is the passenger (That’s your bitch, hah) Hellcat moving fast, Maybach moving fast (Rahhh) What the fuck you mean?
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