How many shots did you hear
Were they white or black
Black, okay
Baby button up your bubble coat it's cold outside, it be live
Shit be cracking like anything can happen
Gas station trauma patient niggas steady clapping
But got sense not to hit the pump, hit and run
Baby duck bullets grazing raising in the sun
Tryna come up for your baby now the system raise your son
It's a vicious circulation
But we still on the block cause we got no place to run
Gold slugs on me, 20 inch rims I'm rolling, here we go
My iron on me, niggas out here be phony, let me know
I'm so lonely, roll another blunt I'm hungry, where'd' you go?
Walking in the dark get hard for me, I walk the line
Envy green outside peanut butter guts
Eyes shut mouth wide I don't give a f*ck
Stumble outside holding on my nuts
Trust I'm about mine urine in a cup
Tracker on my ankle can't leave after lunch
Momma's only angel don't read the report
Mommy that ain't me that they said bust his head show remorse no regret it's the quick and The Dead leaves seasons change turning in my head
These dreams still the same torture in my head
Looking in the mirror it be me then it's him then it switch back
I know his brother want his get back
Why are you asking? I just heard shooting
I don't know what happened, I got my baby inside
Gold slugs on me, 20 inch rims I'm rolling, here we go
My iron on me, niggas out here be phony, let me know
I'm so lonely, roll another blunt I'm hungry, where'd' you go?
Walking in the dark get hard for me, I walk the line
Ay ay ay I heard you looking for that boy yeah
In that green Camaro
Shit'chea, aight
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How many shots did you hear
Were they white or black
Black, okay
Baby button up your bubble coat it's cold outside, it be live
Shit be cracking like anything can happen
Gas station trauma patient niggas steady clapping
But got sense not to hit the pump, hit and run
Baby duck bullets grazing raising in the sun
Tryna come up for your baby now the system raise your son
It's a vicious circulation
But we still on the block cause we got no place to run
Gold slugs on me, 20 inch rims I'm rolling, here we go
My iron on me, niggas out here be phony, let me know
I'm so lonely, roll another blunt I'm hungry, where'd' you go?
Walking in the dark get hard for me, I walk the line
Envy green outside peanut butter guts
Eyes shut mouth wide I don't give a f*ck
Stumble outside holding on my nuts
Trust I'm about mine urine in a cup
Tracker on my ankle can't leave after lunch
Momma's only angel don't read the report
Mommy that ain't me that they said bust his head show remorse no regret it's the quick and The Dead leaves seasons change turning in my head
These dreams still the same torture in my head
Looking in the mirror it be me then it's him then it switch back
I know his brother want his get back
Why are you asking? I just heard shooting
I don't know what happened, I got my baby inside
Gold slugs on me, 20 inch rims I'm rolling, here we go
My iron on me, niggas out here be phony, let me know
I'm so lonely, roll another blunt I'm hungry, where'd' you go?
Walking in the dark get hard for me, I walk the line
Ay ay ay I heard you looking for that boy yeah
In that green Camaro
Shit'chea, aight
Were they white or black
Black, okay
Baby button up your bubble coat it's cold outside, it be live
Shit be cracking like anything can happen
Gas station trauma patient niggas steady clapping
But got sense not to hit the pump, hit and run
Baby duck bullets grazing raising in the sun
Tryna come up for your baby now the system raise your son
It's a vicious circulation
But we still on the block cause we got no place to run
Gold slugs on me, 20 inch rims I'm rolling, here we go
My iron on me, niggas out here be phony, let me know
I'm so lonely, roll another blunt I'm hungry, where'd' you go?
Walking in the dark get hard for me, I walk the line
Envy green outside peanut butter guts
Eyes shut mouth wide I don't give a f*ck
Stumble outside holding on my nuts
Trust I'm about mine urine in a cup
Tracker on my ankle can't leave after lunch
Momma's only angel don't read the report
Mommy that ain't me that they said bust his head show remorse no regret it's the quick and The Dead leaves seasons change turning in my head
These dreams still the same torture in my head
Looking in the mirror it be me then it's him then it switch back
I know his brother want his get back
Why are you asking? I just heard shooting
I don't know what happened, I got my baby inside
Gold slugs on me, 20 inch rims I'm rolling, here we go
My iron on me, niggas out here be phony, let me know
I'm so lonely, roll another blunt I'm hungry, where'd' you go?
Walking in the dark get hard for me, I walk the line
Ay ay ay I heard you looking for that boy yeah
In that green Camaro
Shit'chea, aight
Writer: Quadry Givs
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Copyright: Lyrics © SUNDAE SONGS LLC