Interstate
YRK Laynez
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It's Bubba Uno so you know it's lit You got a lighter on you? Hell no You know I'm catching opps for real We gon' creep on nigga like where he stay? I keep that Glock for real Hit 230 on the interstate Bro Got that chop wit' him They say it ain't no stopping him It's RIP when I see him When I do I'm dropping him Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm I heard that nigga talking down like, Nigga what you wanna do? You touch me on my youngins shoot Like why y'all brother on the news? Fox eight, Channel nine and two Why he think I don't keep no tool? That nigga Lil beep ain't safe on bro I'll take his bitch at the end of the road All them niggas talking down but I'm sliding through the rose All them niggas gay swear to god they some hoes RIP nigga really paying on his toes Why y'all niggas talking solid shit But your mans fold Your brother got sent up the road, This on my pops y'all nigga's hoes Like why you fold?, Brodie had told Send him up the road, I got hallows I shoot him in his dome, If a nigga play I call the gang, They get you gone All them niggas dying They said they slidin but they is capped out If a nigga talk down I call my brother trap out Bitch I'm from the V bro, From the east I get you fapped down When they pulled us over I had a gun But ain't get pat down Like how can your own blood switch on you? When you was down and I had shit Bitch I was there for you And all these hoes be playing games So I can't love on you If anything lil baby I just wanna f*ck on you You know I'm catching opps for real We gon' creep on nigga like where he stay? I keep that Glock for real Hit 230 on the interstate, Bro Got that chop wit' him They say it ain't no stopping him It's RIP when I see him,When I do I'm dropping him Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm I heard that nigga talking down like, Nigga what you wanna do? You touch me on my youngins shoot Like why yo brother on the news? Fox eight, Channel nine and two Like Why he think I don't keep no tool? That nigga Lil beep ain't safe on bro, I take his bitch at the end of the road All them niggas talking down but I'm sliding through the rose All them niggas gay swear to god they some hoes RIP nigga really paying on his toes Why y'all niggas talking solid shit But your mans fold Your brother got sent up the road, This on my pops y'all nigga's hoes You know I'm catching opps for real We gon creep on a nigga like where he stay? I keep that Glock for real Hit 230 on the interstate Bro got that chop with him I'm smoking, moon rock for real I'm really blowing chops for real And you ain't never blew no steel Dondada Bitch I'm a dondada Bitch I'm a true shotta Bitch I'm a dondada
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