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I'm talkin bout on, ridin out
Glocks in my ma's
Front you that work
(I front a nigga's work)
You say you want head up
But we fight fair brah
Catch you slippin' from your backside, knock you out
Ace gone you out, then Buddah gone stomp you out
(Has momma ever see you with a busted eye and mouth)
milli pokin' out, 4 Fizzy pokin' out
Death Row days show you this West Coast about

I'd die for my motherfuckin'
in front a bullet for my motherfuckin' nigga
On the stand I'd lie for my motherfuckin'
Rob a bank, I'd drive for my motherfuckin'
Real talk, I don't really fuck with too niggas
'Cause niggas drop a dime on you like a nickels
I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' tickle
somethin' that you ain't, top off, suck a nipple
And I never put a ho my bro
Don't beef no ho
And my niggas sellin' keys if you open your door
Hope you ride for my motherfuckin'
When it rains it pours, it's dry for my niggas
I kill for my motherfuckin'
versa, eyes red from the kush I blew
White person, got my finger on the trigger
With my little finger to you
I swear fuck all y'all niggas
Except my

I that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the
I've been grindin outside all day with my
And I goin' in unless I'm with my niggas
My nigga, my
My nigga, my nigga (My niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my

I done a million dollars on my muthafuckin niggas
You can catch me out Chicago with them hittas
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk bring the trigger
And when we on that lean, we ain't with the liquor
I'm a buy a hundred bottles just to give it to the
She can it on my bitches
she see the way I ball, how my wrist and that be lit up
Catch you at the red light, have em "can't get up"
Same nigga from the bottom ain't a damn change
Catch me out in Collins screamin "money a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, lookin like I claim
And if homie ain't my homie than I it ain't love
Screamin out "4 Hunnid," YG that's my
'Cause I been in the life on the line with him
And if it's really good, why I prolly die em
'Cause I need the choppers, I just tell Tock hit em

I that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin outside all day my niggas
And I ain't goin' in unless I'm my niggas
My nigga, my
My nigga, my nigga (My niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my

I just got 250 thousand for a verse, nigga
I don't know, is it me or it's thirst, nigga?
You niggas ain't got no
Like a injured Chris Paul, you ain't got no
I just come through with a bossy bitches
They get money too, they some "don't cross me"
Flossy bitches, Sergio Rossi,
And if we at the then it's floor seat, bitches!
I for my bitches
I'm so fuckin' rich I cop for my bitches
Dollar menu fries apple otha bitches
I a freestyle and get a rise outta bitches
Bitches, my
I need a with some different strokes, Todd Bridges
Shout out to my main bitches, and my bitches
Need a nigga with some good neck,
My

I said that I'mma for my motherfuckin' niggas
likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin all day with my niggas
And I ain't goin' in unless I'm with my
My nigga, my
My nigga, my nigga (My niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my