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ZayBreeshy & Luh Walo

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The reason you boys got a chance, cause I let y'all slide
And I dare y'all kids to say my name, I bet that y'all gon' die
On your block, I hit it right, the left, I call it electric slide
He done tried, we made him crash in it's
Uh, let me calm down
This a motor beat, so in the whip, we spin til sundown
He was acting like he tough, my shooter hurt his heart
I know some crips who survived, they was cracking cards
Can't get no bitch, no birkin bag
After all I used to take Marta, yeah, mama happy now
Used to skip when I was broke, now look at them, ain't laughing now
Used to skip school, used to break the rules, I kept a tool
Got a Glock with something on the back, gon' switch your attitude
All my niggas ball above the rim, this ain't no little boy shit
If you run off on my shit, I make sure get your front door kicked
I know crips and I know bloods, they all passing out them slugs
I ain't talking bout no bugs, bitch, we can f*ck, but we can't hug
They keep treating me like the kid I made sure I showed them boys love
Had a 10 inside, the clip run down on him, gave up a dub
I go a Amrir on Nike, I'm like that
I don't f*ck these bitches they don't like that
Wipe a nigga nose just cuss, all these niggas know what it was
I be in the Westen and I be working, mama stressing
I told her to wait and she gon' see her son a blessing
I told him to chill and play his role, then I'm gon' bless him
Ran up on the plug so many times, we done finessed him
You don't know how many times I hit the block and we was sliding
I done hit so many niggas, mamas and they crying
Say you in the field, but your man steady dying
When it's time to run up on the plug, you be hiding
Count it up, count it up, yeah she suck up the dick, while I f*ck it up
Say my baby, so where's your sippy cup? Spinning the block in an all-white billy truck, yeah, yeah
All of my niggas up, got the trigger, I bet I'ma finger f*ck
Come on, lil' baby, let's f*ck with your titties up
Two of them niggas, and I bet they gon' hit em up
Put up your fitted up
Motorsports, beat up that pussy, imma star in that sport
Give me a bag and I'll spend it in New York
Shopping in fendi , I'll drip in dior
Give me a cup and I'll pour up a four
He ride on my wave, niggas swim to the shore
Nasty lil' bitch wanna f*ck on the floor
Come on, lil' baby, let's bump and score
I be in the city, they be yellin' out, King Breeshy
I be fuckin' two, three women, man, this shit too easy
I didn't even make it yet, but niggas wanna be me
Cookin' in the stu, let's make a movie, should be CD
I be cookin', I'ma vet you niggas as rookies
In the field, you niggas as pussies
Send me a show and I bet they gon' book me
Yo Luh Walo this shit is a freebie
Dripping in the water, this shit could get leaky
Shiethy on man, I really get sneaky
Bitch gon' bring her friend, man, we really get freaky
Motorsports, and my niggas got, really got motion
He a bitch, he fuckin' his lotion, f*ck with the motion
He bitchin' and postin', bitchin' and postin'
He get mad when a bitch go ghostin'
Make a movie like Ray J and Kim
My niggas some shooters, they shoot out the gym, yeah yeah
I be dripped up like a fountain and niggas won't come slide
I know niggas who be chattin' on the net, but they gon' die
Freaky bitch, whenever she see me, yeah, she always open wide
I be takin' it too easy on you niggas, time to ride

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