(Tony Coles)
Ayy
In the back with a bitch gettin' sky high
Pretty brown skin and she gangster, I call her my left eye
Pull up Mercedes, 450, bae, let's ride
Nigga try me, he stupid
Get chastised
These niggas pussy, they never be outside
How we beefin' and ain't never been shots fired?
Come from the block, bitch, we stuck like a stop sign
You can't claim the gang if you ain't my kind
No, you not havin' shit, bitch nigga, stop lyin'
Beat his ass with this Drac' 'til he stop tryin'
Know he remember that call, told him stop crying
Just don't play and you good
Stay off my line
I came a long way from hitting licks, ducking one time
I almost died in the streets, now the sun shine
Now all my pockets on full, feel like Baby, this my time
And we stay with them sticks like a drum line
Me and my niggas be out like a umpire
And we strapped, don't get hit with that gun fire
Remember kick door, sellin' low, what a fun time
Me and Hotboy been thuggin' since lunch line
Come from the grove, but that Nawf like my bloodline
If he swing, bet, I come with a clothes line
Can't f*ck with the ho, if she cute, but the ho lyin'
Cut her off if she tell, then the ho dyin'
Four in pineapple Fanta, it's go time
We done f*cked around and found us a gold mind
Mix the purp' with the drink, make me slow down
Nigga reach for this chain, bet it go down
Niggas play gangster, be ratting the whole time
That's why if you ain't gang you can't come around
I got niggas stayed solid, that's since I was doing push-ups
Counting down, yellin', "Free mine"
In the back with a bitch gettin' sky high
Pretty brown skin and she gangster, I call her my left eye
Pull up Mercedes, 450, bae, let's ride
Nigga try me, he stupid
Get chastised
These niggas pussy, they never be outside
How we beefin' and ain't never been shots fired?
Come from the block, bitch, we stuck like a stop sign
You can't claim the gang if you ain't my kind
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(Tony Coles)
Ayy
In the back with a bitch gettin' sky high
Pretty brown skin and she gangster, I call her my left eye
Pull up Mercedes, 450, bae, let's ride
Nigga try me, he stupid
Get chastised
These niggas pussy, they never be outside
How we beefin' and ain't never been shots fired?
Come from the block, bitch, we stuck like a stop sign
You can't claim the gang if you ain't my kind
No, you not havin' shit, bitch nigga, stop lyin'
Beat his ass with this Drac' 'til he stop tryin'
Know he remember that call, told him stop crying
Just don't play and you good
Stay off my line
I came a long way from hitting licks, ducking one time
I almost died in the streets, now the sun shine
Now all my pockets on full, feel like Baby, this my time
And we stay with them sticks like a drum line
Me and my niggas be out like a umpire
And we strapped, don't get hit with that gun fire
Remember kick door, sellin' low, what a fun time
Me and Hotboy been thuggin' since lunch line
Come from the grove, but that Nawf like my bloodline
If he swing, bet, I come with a clothes line
Can't f*ck with the ho, if she cute, but the ho lyin'
Cut her off if she tell, then the ho dyin'
Four in pineapple Fanta, it's go time
We done f*cked around and found us a gold mind
Mix the purp' with the drink, make me slow down
Nigga reach for this chain, bet it go down
Niggas play gangster, be ratting the whole time
That's why if you ain't gang you can't come around
I got niggas stayed solid, that's since I was doing push-ups
Counting down, yellin', "Free mine"
In the back with a bitch gettin' sky high
Pretty brown skin and she gangster, I call her my left eye
Pull up Mercedes, 450, bae, let's ride
Nigga try me, he stupid
Get chastised
These niggas pussy, they never be outside
How we beefin' and ain't never been shots fired?
Come from the block, bitch, we stuck like a stop sign
You can't claim the gang if you ain't my kind
Ayy
In the back with a bitch gettin' sky high
Pretty brown skin and she gangster, I call her my left eye
Pull up Mercedes, 450, bae, let's ride
Nigga try me, he stupid
Get chastised
These niggas pussy, they never be outside
How we beefin' and ain't never been shots fired?
Come from the block, bitch, we stuck like a stop sign
You can't claim the gang if you ain't my kind
No, you not havin' shit, bitch nigga, stop lyin'
Beat his ass with this Drac' 'til he stop tryin'
Know he remember that call, told him stop crying
Just don't play and you good
Stay off my line
I came a long way from hitting licks, ducking one time
I almost died in the streets, now the sun shine
Now all my pockets on full, feel like Baby, this my time
And we stay with them sticks like a drum line
Me and my niggas be out like a umpire
And we strapped, don't get hit with that gun fire
Remember kick door, sellin' low, what a fun time
Me and Hotboy been thuggin' since lunch line
Come from the grove, but that Nawf like my bloodline
If he swing, bet, I come with a clothes line
Can't f*ck with the ho, if she cute, but the ho lyin'
Cut her off if she tell, then the ho dyin'
Four in pineapple Fanta, it's go time
We done f*cked around and found us a gold mind
Mix the purp' with the drink, make me slow down
Nigga reach for this chain, bet it go down
Niggas play gangster, be ratting the whole time
That's why if you ain't gang you can't come around
I got niggas stayed solid, that's since I was doing push-ups
Counting down, yellin', "Free mine"
In the back with a bitch gettin' sky high
Pretty brown skin and she gangster, I call her my left eye
Pull up Mercedes, 450, bae, let's ride
Nigga try me, he stupid
Get chastised
These niggas pussy, they never be outside
How we beefin' and ain't never been shots fired?
Come from the block, bitch, we stuck like a stop sign
You can't claim the gang if you ain't my kind