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

I'd die for my motherfuckin'
Jump in front a 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 with too many niggas
'Cause niggas drop a on you like a couple nickels
I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' money
Drivin' that you ain't, top off, suck a nipple
And I put a ho before my bro
Don't over no ho
And my niggas sellin' if you can't open your door
you ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
When it rains it pours, it's dry for my niggas
I for my motherfuckin' niggas
Vice versa, eyes red from the kush I
White person, got my finger on the trigger
With my finger to you niggas
I swear it's fuck all niggas
Except my

I said that ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've grindin outside all day with my niggas
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 will the trigger
And when we on that lean, we ain't with the liquor
I'm a buy a hundred bottles to give it to the bitches
She can like it on my
'Cause she see the way I ball, how my and that be lit up
Catch you at the red light, have em "can't get up"
Same nigga from the ain't a damn thing change
Catch me out in Collins screamin "money a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, lookin like I blood
And if homie ain't my than I know it ain't love
Screamin out "4 Hunnid," YG that's my
'Cause I been in the field life on the with him
And if it's really good, why I prolly die em
when I need the choppers, I just tell Tock hit em

I said I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the
I've grindin outside all day with my niggas
And I ain't goin' in unless I'm 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 got no joints
Like a injured Chris Paul, you got no point
I come through with a couple bossy bitches
They get too, they some "don't cross me" bitches
Flossy bitches, Sergio Rossi,
And if we at the game then it's seat, bitches!
I for my bitches
I'm so fuckin' rich I cop rides for my
Dollar menu apple pies otha bitches
I drop a freestyle and get a rise bitches
Bitches, my
I need a with some different strokes, Todd Bridges
Shout out to my main bitches, and my side
Need a nigga some good neck, ostriches
My

I said that I'mma for my motherfuckin' niggas
likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've grindin outside 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