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Yo Sole', where you boo
I'm going home, I'm
I got a session
You you buggin' the fuck out

I'm out
You
I'm out
Holla at ya man
Aight, I'll get up with you
You get up with me
Aight I'm up in here

Coming out of 112 one late
Seen scandalous hoes in my eye sight
Now the bitch I am, payed it no mind
Gave niggaz that then hoped in the

Pulled out the heat under the seat
Make sure the doors locked and the guns
Pulled out the lock, now I'm the spot
a right on Cheser Bridge

Now I'm rollin' the block, floatin' across 80 by north
I seen some rollin' tight behind the Porsche
Motherfucker, my shit, oh, now it's on
Thinkin' an accident though I could be wrong

(Motherfucker)
Payin' myself if niggaz want it
Hit another exit, so a bitch get cornered
Couldn't keep going, will follow you home
Smack you the chrome and take everything you own

I was taught than that
So I the gat, holds my own
Don't need no one to my back
towards the heavens through the sun roof

Shit, I I ain't untouchable and I know I ain't bullet proof
But put it on these niggaz if need be
You're dead, on some two to you chest and two to head
Lord, please don't let it go

All I see is a BP and I'm in the middle of
I'm for whatever and I know the routine
Before I get out the I check the gun magazine
Hoped out like, "What the fuck got to be crazy"

Some tall nigga talkin' 'bout, "Yo hold on baby, it was an accident"
I can't believe happening
Then I see the pull up in the back of him
Now I'm on p

Oh, that's them same bitches the club that was grilling me
So I out the fifth, you niggaz coming for me
Money had his hands up, I smacked him with the
That's when one bitch out the jeep

I a shot, I missed her
But it cornered the drivers side and hit her
I ducked behind my whip, still popping
Wait for her to stop so I can hit her a hot one

It's hard to maneuverer
I kicked my off, had him knocked out
Stumbled to his and them he peeled off
distraction, GS is passin'

I rose platinum, sounded like a of applause
I pack a line when a it back and I rore's
Now I'm the type will get at the drama to it's gone
You bitches wanna dance then they our song

I'm done fucking with you, behind the dumpster
Reload the pistol, pucker up until it ya
I can't explain why is going on but tonight it's on
Fuck who right and who wrong

I got you in my sight, gun in my palm, calm
Lick of a shot, hit her in the arm, she got my gun hot
Try to escape, she her dead friend out of the driver's side
off a shot, put it in the leg

I gonna kill you quick, bitch, I'm gonna make you beg
She still got in though and the gas
I put four in the door and got out of the way
The jeep and started to stray

for the gas tank guiding my stance
Hit it with the one contact, it blows up
I bolted out before the APB up
Throwed my and fifth, bucked forty on the dash

In my rear view, I seen the aftermath of the
To protect mine, I send to hell
Stay strong just to live long, those who weak, they and
happened shouldn't have went down but it did

If it's me and you, bitch, I to live
I know with guns hell, only one can
Either it's a deal
by steel or behind steel

Ain't nothing fair, we in this for
Could have ended up dead tonight or ended up in
Pacing in my cell, trying to bail and on top of all that
This made me break my motherfucking nail

my shit up
I told Tricky ass, I ain't wanna go out
Now I got to get this fixed