Lyrics

Bow Gang Zah Gang Watch i rap on this beat And fuck it up Run the bag up Double up He was just talkin a lot So i shut em' up She wanna drink Put her lips on my double cup Hit everybody We leavin no witnesses Beam on the gun I aint missin him You say thats ya bitch But im hitting it Dissing on BA We flippin shit Long live the bros Im missin them Gang Gotta bring it home Boys on my ass But a nigga gone She wanna fuck To one of my songs 223s split a nigga dome Mama be praying For my soul She know a young nigga Out inside the zone I want his head Get the nigga gone I want his head Get the nigga You know how i rock I never could fuck with a opp Dissing on komeup Get shot Cant come through my block Talking hella hot TBN the gang Im up at the top Lil bitch a bop Shoulder, lean, rock Feelin like Torchh I be losin my top Niggas be praying I flop Watch when i make it Im buying a lot A chain Maybe a iced out watch To start up my day I roll up and get high Niggas be dickridin me Wonder why? Stay tryna be something he not She hit my phone I just got the drop One in the head Its already cocked Her pussy rough It feel like some rocks Bitch Sit down You need to stop I was just down Im demanding my spot Niggas be broke Sayin they got guap I was in the studio Making some fire Fiveten started sparking his lighter Doomut and Zah we gettin fryin On bro Doomut and Zah we gettin fryin Gang (Talk ya shit) This real life You bet not fold Niggas out here Dying cause of hoes Watch on icy Shit hella froze Whenever i make it Im letting you know I want a G-Wagon Covered in gold BET Award Im bringing it home Ride for my brothers Im on what you on on Ride for my brothers Im on what you on on All these rumors Yeah they need to stop I got a wife You bitches be thots While im working You stay on the block I used to trap With the weed in my sock Stuff a whole clip Inside of a glock Get popped like a perc Try taking my spot Damn Get popped like a perc Try taking my spot (grahh) I was just down Im demanding my spot Niggas be broke Saying they got guap I was in the studio Making sum fire Fiveten started sparking his lighter Doomut and Zah we gettin frying On bro Doomut and Zah we getting fryin Lil Doomut, Lil Doomut That lil nigga Claim he a top opp Just like a bug Im tryna let them shots fly Im on that car When it ride by Hop in that car And go slide cha-cha Ill bake yo shit Like a pot-pie Start throwin them shits Pop rocks Pull up at your door knock-knock With my brodie he totin the knock-knock Tryna knock shit down Like Kyrie tryna drop shit down I could get in her drawers If i could make her smile Niggas be fake Ion want them around Like why is you comin around You fuck with the opps Play both sides How niggas get shot Them niggas snitchin You ride for that block? Niggas always dickridin Stop eatin the cock Pop out the cut Make him eat the glock Play with my Coofie Get sent to Allah Other words play with my top You get dropped Just like im the floor Ya bitch gon mop Stop tryna be something you not Fore i put some hard shit to ya head Or not Step in this rain Get put in a box Got a grip for the opps Watch out for the cops I was just down Im demanding my spot Niggas be broke Saying they got guap I was in the studio Making sum fire Fiveten started sparking his lighter Doomut and Zah we gettin frying On bro Doomut and Zah we getting fryin Gang That lil nigga Claim he a top opp Just like a bug Im tryna let them shots fly Im on that car When it ride by Hop in that car And go slide cha-cha Ill bake yo shit Like a pot-pie Start throwin them shits Pop rocks Pull up at your door knock-knock With my brodie he totin the knock-knock
Writer(s): Isa Bey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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