Lyrics:
Ridin' While Ya Dirty, 'cause They Gunnin For My Top
I Ain't Duckin And Dodgin, I'm Only Runnin From The Cops
Spendin Grand By The Grand By Hundred On My
I'm bound
And I had a buddy way back home, but he started out to roam
And I hear he's out by Frisco Bay
And sometimes when I've had a few, his old
This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached
He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back
He's an animal
He's hungry
Hey Dave, you know when we get home
We're really gonna catch it
What's our excuse this time?
Well dear, we'll just tell 'em
We're sittin' up
With
Now I have a story that I'd like to tell
About this guy, you all know me I was scared as hell
He comes to me at night when I crawl into bed
He's
bottles in this bitch, ayy (ayy, ayy, ah)
Ridin' by myself, shoppin' bag in the backseat (in the backseat)
Niggas with the money to they ear don't attract
stay
We're goin' hoppin' (Hop)
We're goin' hoppin' today
Where things are poppin' (Pop)
The Philadelphia way
We're gonna drop in (Drop)
On all
guy
Y'all know what I'm talkin' bout
But some females are just - ugh! I can't stand 'em
Anyways
It's like that and like this
Alotta females try t' pull
comes by and takes my kids to Istanbul
The guy next door just bought his son a brand new saxophone
The man behind me sued him cause his hogs were
provin'
He's worth again
With hammer in hand he wins
Retreated to his home
Loki "died" by suicide and Odin
Sat back on the throne
Okay, let's take it back
feeling obliged too
Entertain when your online, then
Elevate to the top guy, and
Spread your hate in the spotlight
From the opulent to pan handlers
Still
As I strolled on by someone grabbed my arm and said
"buddy where do you stand"?
I said "I stand wherever I choose my friend
And you best let go of my
with the girls we meet
None of the guys go steady cause it wouldn't be right
To leave their best girl home now on Saturday night
I get around
Get
I'll make it juicy for you, shit
Marley, I be you
Shout out Too $hort
I'm goin' in
The Aphilliates, nigga
Holla at your boy
I got a bitch
Well I got years of livin'
By and how I choose
Ain't never been a gambler
'Cause I's always bound to lose
My buddies, they drink liquor
laughin' at y'all
While you thinking me and Lu [?]
Seein' this shit that keep goin' on
Then pick a different zone for your mobile homes
Store fingerprints
on that road right
I really got sick with a will type
They upped em a Uzi a real pipe
Benny Bugz he a different dude
Bumpin Buddy Guy bringin up my mood
In
list is crossed off
The fit made its debut at the crosswalk
And I got all the juice to make all these cars honk
The former lost cause gettin' eyed by
Woah
Another overdraft
That was Spotify
Been at home competing with all these guys
Then took my talents to Submithub
Where I was declined
Woah
I had
(Why don't you come stay the night
Get you goin' like a kite
I don't really got a type
Why don't you come stay the night
Get you goin' like a kite
I
York, take the late night subway
Goin' out Friday to comin' home Monday
From all directions never find me on the one way flavor
The rhyme just
joint
For Shooting at a crowd full of opps just to score a point
Fuck his fam buddy killed my mans kill him where he stand
A couple niggas scouting out
wanna feel success and then celebrate every time I get high
I wanna relocate and then pour a eight then get together with the guys
I'm just tryna create
me when I was out in the trap or when I was goin'
Through one of our episodes, only god knows, what I go through so I get down
On my knees, sometimes
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