Go Fishin'

(This a EZ beat)

Ay ay Ridge
We just got new neighbors time to make a move
(Make a move)
I'ma break that tool (Break it)
I suggest you just to play it smooth
(Play it smooth)
Better play it cool you heard that brr
Sound like that drake confused (Brr brr)
Baby not my boo she seen banana
And she ate the foods (Ate the foods)
Ay, she 'gon suck me pipe
Until me soul missing (Suck me pipe)
Ridge gang, me and Shane alike
We is no different (We alike)
And I got the line on the scale
We ain't go fishin' (On the way)
Take the clip out cock it get it right
When that pole trippin (Get it right)

Ay, did a drill with the drakey
And we hit the kata (They hit the kata)
Ride around with lil' baby
From the Himalayas (Lil' baby)
Bitch I'm lil' Bris you know
I been a player (Lil' Bris)
Yeah my whip sport plus, I was in a scrapa'
(Ah) how you niggas wanna play it
Cause I like to play (I like to play it)
I just bashed out for the kata
Cause I like the K (Oh I like this K)
Buy a bucket we gon' go
And change the license plates (Uh, huh)
I pull up on him with this baby
Glock and try to wipe his face (Pow pow pow)
In this field it's hail mary
This shit deep nigga (It go deep nigga)
If you try to run or get
Carries we flick niggas (We flick niggas)
If you try to ride my wave
Get sea sick nigga (Get sea sick nigga)
Every time you see Bris you see Ridge niggas
(You see Ridge) i really love my gang I'll
Slide I'll die for it (On the gang)
Put him in a hearse let him ride foreign
(Let him ride)
Caught him off the juice, nigga die snorin'
(Nigga die) think I'm really true story
I'll lie for him

Ay, bitch, what's the hold up?
(What's the hold up?)
That's why ion let no
Bitches roll my blunts, Tell Rolo roll up
(Rolo roll up)
And I heard them niggas had that
Show and never showed up
(They ain't show up)
Never in they life did they eva'
Think that Bris'll blow up
(Bris done blewed up) pop a perc' it got me
Rollin' like it's Firestone
(Got me rollin)
Told my shooter bust that pole
Until the fire come (Pow pow pow)
You should know don't touch that
Stove when the fire on (Ah, it's hot)
Nigga's strong
We gon' get him gone if it's right or wrong
(Right or wrong)
Ay don't make me bang yo' block (Block, ay)
Make me grab that chop (Chop uh)
Nigga, make me swing that mop (Mop uh)
We gon' get a opp (Opp uh)
Nigga, if we get the drop (Drop)
I'ma get it hot (Hot)
N' I put that on Pop (Pop)
It's on Bubba too (Bubba)
Let it pool, look at his face
We left his brother spooked
(Left his brother spooked)
The Ridge rule, I gotta shoot
I seen my brother shoot (Fourty two)
Gritty gang
Air it out for Jefe when we comin' through
(Air it out)
Pullin' stains on these bandaids
That we thumbin' through

Bris

Go Fishin'

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