Sxint
I gotta ride the wave...
Pour up a cup
Shawty from Houston
I like how she moving
She turnin me up
Never too friendly with niggas
She callin my bluff
She wanna fuck and I wanna fuck
But We not in love
how do you stop all the pain
Liquor and the drugs
I inject in my veins
Niggas on road talkin down on my name
Bitch I got nothin to say
Switchin my hoes how they changing they clothes
Mask on my face can’t get caught with a pole
You could get hit with the stick
Shouts out to niggas that’s good with the clique
Pretty and thick give her all the affection
Walk in a room she get all the attention
God first
Them pussy come after
Hoes decorated my flows
Like chapters
Kill a nigga first first four bars
Closed caption
Had to to run it back one time
No master
Double digit dimes
When you look at my assists
Flows on flows
How I’m sad about a bitch
Wrist on froze
Do you know cold it is
Summer time vibe
Real icy on my wrist
Spent a rack on a glizzy
I ain’t worried bout shit
Choppa with a stock and a dick and a scope
Run up on the kid
Pussy niggas you a joke
Peeped your girl down
Put it all in her throat
LOU get nasty
Raps and smokes
Still with the point game Steve Nash folks
Do the dash in the fast lane
Pass to my bro
I done did a hundred records
I ain’t drop shit
I’m the type that if I got it
I ain’t got shit
My new shit still sounding like it’s hot shit
Got the bitches tweakin now
Like you not shit
What we not finna do is run and gossip
Corner store baby boy vibes
We was really sponsored selling trees
Still kitted like we referees
Nike bold logo on my tees
Love my bruddas
Never quit the team
Even if they gotta us on the ropes
Take the bullet steal a nigga soul
Reppin up you know I’m on road
Certain mans
Prayin that we slip
Gloin up I gotta let her go
She was one I never Shoulda hit
Thinking back I’m kinda glad I did
She done turned the boy into the man
Man'll turn a boy into a ghost
Man could go 82-0
And Niggas still wanna take my soul
Niggas still COULDNT let it go
Might as well you never really know
If I die before I ever wake
Shotty by the shower while I’m shittin
Lessons written in the Smith and Wesson
Niggas stressin
Asking stupid questions
Biggie vibes
Forever we respected
Scrapes over
hoods that we protected