Yeah
Alright, let's go
Yeah, i ride with my choppers, you know we legit
Yeah, I'm here my men, and we dumping a clip
If he talking that shit that we spinin' in his rip
Yeah, he was duckin the bump up but I'm staying legit
I ain't ducking no bump, I ain't ducking no shit, but I'm coming with heat
Yeah, I'm up in the field, yeah, I'm running with cleats
Damn
Yeah, I'm f*cking the bitch, I'm inside her cheeks
Yeah, you ain't made for this life, you ain't made for this streets
Yeah, you staying inside while we going on spree
You paying for shit while I'm getting it for free
I'm chill with my brothers, I'm keeping it P
Yeah, I'm stepping my brothers, I'm a step in their heat
He saying my name, he not talking to me
He saying my name, then we taggin' his feet
Yeah we doxing his ass then, we clickin for free
Yeah, I give you a chance, now I'm counting to three
I'ma give you 1 chance, and I'm letting you eat
Yeah, I'm counting to 2, then we going on me
Yeah, I'm counting to 3, now we chopping the tree
Yeah, I'm here on my brothers, we spaz like I'm Curry
Yeah, I'm smoking the J, now my vision is blurred
I can't f*ck with you bitch, you bitches be dirty
I'm letting my shots, I'm getting the 30
Yeah
These bitches, these bitches be birdy
I'ma spaz on the beat yeah, I'm getting very wordy
Yeah, I don't f*ck with you bitch, I don't give no f*ck
Yeah i ride my choppers, we lightin shit up
Its up on my side, but I'm keeping it tuck
Yeah, I'm f*ckin a white bitch, inside of the truck
Yeah, it's ass on the run, yeah his ass better duck,
Yeah, we ride with the drake, but they stay out of touch
Yeah, I move with the heat, and it's acting struck
Yeah, it's his ass better cheese, I ain't talking no chuck
We shootin the bullet, yeah Russian roulette
We shootin the bullet, yeah Russian roulette
Yeah, I shoot at you bitches, I don't give a f*ck
Yeah, I show at you bitches, I don't give a f*ck
Damn
I don't give no f*ck, but im toatin a glock
If we catch his ass then his ass got shot
Yeah, if he talking on don, then his ass got popped
Yeah, if he talking on don, then his ass got popped
Unh
Unh
Yeah i don't give no f*cks im up in the heat ian never gon stop
Damn
Unh
Yeah, you ain't made for this life, you ain't made for this streets
Yeah, you staying inside while we going on spree
You paying for shit while I'm getting it for free
I'm chill with my brothers, I'm keeping it P
Yeah, I'm stepping my brothers, I'm a step in their heat
He saying my name, he not talking to me
He saying my name, then we taggin' his feet
Yeah we doxing his ass then, we clickin for free
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Yeah
Alright, let's go
Yeah, i ride with my choppers, you know we legit
Yeah, I'm here my men, and we dumping a clip
If he talking that shit that we spinin' in his rip
Yeah, he was duckin the bump up but I'm staying legit
I ain't ducking no bump, I ain't ducking no shit, but I'm coming with heat
Yeah, I'm up in the field, yeah, I'm running with cleats
Damn
Yeah, I'm f*cking the bitch, I'm inside her cheeks
Yeah, you ain't made for this life, you ain't made for this streets
Yeah, you staying inside while we going on spree
You paying for shit while I'm getting it for free
I'm chill with my brothers, I'm keeping it P
Yeah, I'm stepping my brothers, I'm a step in their heat
He saying my name, he not talking to me
He saying my name, then we taggin' his feet
Yeah we doxing his ass then, we clickin for free
Yeah, I give you a chance, now I'm counting to three
I'ma give you 1 chance, and I'm letting you eat
Yeah, I'm counting to 2, then we going on me
Yeah, I'm counting to 3, now we chopping the tree
Yeah, I'm here on my brothers, we spaz like I'm Curry
Yeah, I'm smoking the J, now my vision is blurred
I can't f*ck with you bitch, you bitches be dirty
I'm letting my shots, I'm getting the 30
Yeah
These bitches, these bitches be birdy
I'ma spaz on the beat yeah, I'm getting very wordy
Yeah, I don't f*ck with you bitch, I don't give no f*ck
Yeah i ride my choppers, we lightin shit up
Its up on my side, but I'm keeping it tuck
Yeah, I'm f*ckin a white bitch, inside of the truck
Yeah, it's ass on the run, yeah his ass better duck,
Yeah, we ride with the drake, but they stay out of touch
Yeah, I move with the heat, and it's acting struck
Yeah, it's his ass better cheese, I ain't talking no chuck
We shootin the bullet, yeah Russian roulette
We shootin the bullet, yeah Russian roulette
Yeah, I shoot at you bitches, I don't give a f*ck
Yeah, I show at you bitches, I don't give a f*ck
Damn
I don't give no f*ck, but im toatin a glock
If we catch his ass then his ass got shot
Yeah, if he talking on don, then his ass got popped
Yeah, if he talking on don, then his ass got popped
Unh
Unh
Yeah i don't give no f*cks im up in the heat ian never gon stop
Damn
Unh
Yeah, you ain't made for this life, you ain't made for this streets
Yeah, you staying inside while we going on spree
You paying for shit while I'm getting it for free
I'm chill with my brothers, I'm keeping it P
Yeah, I'm stepping my brothers, I'm a step in their heat
He saying my name, he not talking to me
He saying my name, then we taggin' his feet
Yeah we doxing his ass then, we clickin for free
Alright, let's go
Yeah, i ride with my choppers, you know we legit
Yeah, I'm here my men, and we dumping a clip
If he talking that shit that we spinin' in his rip
Yeah, he was duckin the bump up but I'm staying legit
I ain't ducking no bump, I ain't ducking no shit, but I'm coming with heat
Yeah, I'm up in the field, yeah, I'm running with cleats
Damn
Yeah, I'm f*cking the bitch, I'm inside her cheeks
Yeah, you ain't made for this life, you ain't made for this streets
Yeah, you staying inside while we going on spree
You paying for shit while I'm getting it for free
I'm chill with my brothers, I'm keeping it P
Yeah, I'm stepping my brothers, I'm a step in their heat
He saying my name, he not talking to me
He saying my name, then we taggin' his feet
Yeah we doxing his ass then, we clickin for free
Yeah, I give you a chance, now I'm counting to three
I'ma give you 1 chance, and I'm letting you eat
Yeah, I'm counting to 2, then we going on me
Yeah, I'm counting to 3, now we chopping the tree
Yeah, I'm here on my brothers, we spaz like I'm Curry
Yeah, I'm smoking the J, now my vision is blurred
I can't f*ck with you bitch, you bitches be dirty
I'm letting my shots, I'm getting the 30
Yeah
These bitches, these bitches be birdy
I'ma spaz on the beat yeah, I'm getting very wordy
Yeah, I don't f*ck with you bitch, I don't give no f*ck
Yeah i ride my choppers, we lightin shit up
Its up on my side, but I'm keeping it tuck
Yeah, I'm f*ckin a white bitch, inside of the truck
Yeah, it's ass on the run, yeah his ass better duck,
Yeah, we ride with the drake, but they stay out of touch
Yeah, I move with the heat, and it's acting struck
Yeah, it's his ass better cheese, I ain't talking no chuck
We shootin the bullet, yeah Russian roulette
We shootin the bullet, yeah Russian roulette
Yeah, I shoot at you bitches, I don't give a f*ck
Yeah, I show at you bitches, I don't give a f*ck
Damn
I don't give no f*ck, but im toatin a glock
If we catch his ass then his ass got shot
Yeah, if he talking on don, then his ass got popped
Yeah, if he talking on don, then his ass got popped
Unh
Unh
Yeah i don't give no f*cks im up in the heat ian never gon stop
Damn
Unh
Yeah, you ain't made for this life, you ain't made for this streets
Yeah, you staying inside while we going on spree
You paying for shit while I'm getting it for free
I'm chill with my brothers, I'm keeping it P
Yeah, I'm stepping my brothers, I'm a step in their heat
He saying my name, he not talking to me
He saying my name, then we taggin' his feet
Yeah we doxing his ass then, we clickin for free
Writer: dom harvey
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