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I'm talkin puttin on, ridin out
Glocks in my house
Front you with work
(I done front a work)
You say you want head up
But we don't fight fair
Catch you slippin' from backside, then knock you out
Ace gone stomp you out, then gone stomp you out
(Has momma ever see you with a eye and busted mouth)
Nine milli pokin' out, 4 Fizzy out
Death Row show you what this West Coast about

I'd die for my nigga
Jump in front a for my motherfuckin' nigga
On the I'd lie for my motherfuckin' nigga
Rob a bank, I'd drive for my motherfuckin'
Real talk, I don't really fuck with too niggas
'Cause niggas a dime on you like a couple nickels
I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' tickle
Drivin' somethin' you ain't, top off, suck a nipple
And I put a ho before my bro
Don't beef no ho
And my niggas sellin' keys if you open your door
you ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
When it it pours, it's dry for my motherfuckin' niggas
I kill for my niggas
versa, eyes red from the kush I blew
White person, got my middle on the trigger
With my little to you niggas
I it's 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 outside all day with my niggas
And I ain't goin' in 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 spent a million dollars on my niggas
You can catch me out Chicago them muthafuckin 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 just to give it to the bitches
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, em screamin "can't get up"
Same nigga from the ain't a damn thing change
Catch me out in Collins "money ain't a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, lookin like I claim
And if homie ain't my homie I know it ain't love
Screamin out "4 Hunnid," YG my nigga
'Cause I in the field life on the line with him
And if it's really good, why I die with em
'Cause I need the choppers, I just tell Tock hit em

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

I just got 250 thousand for a verse, nigga
I know, is it me or it's your thirst, nigga?
You niggas ain't got no
a injured Chris Paul, you ain't got no point
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 ride for my
I'm so fuckin' rich I cop for my bitches
Dollar menu apple pies otha bitches
I drop a and get a rise outta bitches
Bitches, my
I need a nigga with some strokes, Todd Bridges
Shout out to my main bitches, and my bitches
Need a nigga with good neck, ostriches
My

I said that I'mma ride for my niggas
Most 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 my niggas
My nigga, my
My nigga, my nigga (My niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my