Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ametriyus Thomas
Songwriter
Lyrics
Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Uhh Uhh
Girl you ain't really need to lie
You got me so sick of this world i'm tired
Had to tell myself it's alright
Boy you can't be cryin' bout it all night
High as hell off the gas is something they don't like
Ridin' round the city wit a pole cuz niggas ain't fightin'
Steady countin' up pesos yeah
Brodie ridin' round the city wit a draco yeah
We done made it out the hood but we can't go back
Shawty tryna throw it back I make it rain on that
In case the opps tryna slide I gotta aim so fast
We gone bend a nigga head like a kangol hat
My niggas ball so hard but we ain't no magic
Brodie talkin' on the gram so he catch em in traffic
Roll wit the sawed off
I'm wit my dog dogs
We better than all y'all
Yeah we flyer than all y'all
And i'm wit all bosses
We took some hard losses
But that's with all precaution
You gotta do it often
Nah nah nah she ain't no rock a by baby yeah
But you knowin' ima rock wit my baby yeah
You a charm ima ride for my lady yeah
Other bitches wanna fuck you for the latest kicks
Turn around and arch yo back so I can lay this dick
Feelin' good turn on meechy for the latest hits
Feelin' charged up on my raiden shit
I done came far enough and it came too quick
Aye this some different shit right here
Dog
Different type beat ya digg
Different type meech ya digg
Different type of streets ya digg
Different type
Ha ha
The Villain
Girl you ain't really need to lie
You got me so sick of this world i'm tired
Had to tell myself it's alright
Boy you can't be cryin' bout it all night
High as hell off the gas is something they don't like
Ridin' round the city wit a pole cuz niggas ain't fightin'
Steady countin' up pesos yeah
Brodie ridin' round the city wit a draco yeah
We done made it out the hood but we can't go back
Shawty tryna throw it back I make it rain on that
In case the opps tryna slide I gotta aim so fast
We gone bend a nigga head like a kangol hat
My niggas ball so hard but we ain't no magic
Brodie talkin' on the gram so he catch em in traffic
Writer(s): Ametriyus Thomas
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