Lyrics:
Filas she ain't want me wearing the good nikes shed know I'd fuck em up by stomping out somebody son.
Stabbed a Bwoy in grade school wit a 2b grew up shot
Steven universe
Adventure time
It's just a regular show
To the average Joe
That's why you live
Your life on the plateau
We ride slow
Eyes wide open
Still
and paper yeah I'm the maker yea I have no Celling
Been killing this shit since I was 5 this is you last ride I was born a lil different
You not on my level
That's what you get for tryin' to rob me fo my Rollie nigga
Rolex Rulez
Well an nigga wit the Rolex on
You best believe he packin' Stretch Armstrong
ride for you, I'll always help a friend
And it's the same shit every time, I feel like it will never end
It was me all by myself and that shit gave me
side you got to know
Keep a calico by the bedside, this what I'm all about
Now which one of y'all motherfuckers shot up my momma's house?
It
Look I was just wondering, how we related
You Wanna play games, but I'm not one to play wit
Got hitters to drive by, wherever you stay at
Dont know why
but im showing you my size better
You by my side, know we really bout to ride together
I aint ever lied to you we can really die together
And if they
you ride
Propane hot wit the cocaine vibe
I just ascended to a pineal mind stop
I feel energized wit a hex on me
Cuz I'm kin to Jah no affect on me
I
(Take it all, you need me)
Yes, sir
Niggas better get wit the program
I'm fast on a track
But I kill a slow jam
Oh man, goddamn
(Take it all, you need
a nigga lustin
I'm from the city where we known for hustlin
Known for bustin leabe you holy like an english muffin
She ain't for ties but she wit the fuckin
you by my side
And I don’t wanna do these drugs because I’m already high
I got you ya ya
I got you ya ya
Down the PCH to Malibu we went for a ride
She
and the trigger so it bump, uh
I know you ho-ass niggas wanna ride, bitch
I got the front, back, and side to side, daddy
Got front and back, and side to side
gabanna
I can’t wait to be in Vegas wit wizzy you this summa
I got it on my own
You know you didn’t help
I was out there on my own
I was out there by myself
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
them no go take pas my turf
This bars are cleavage I’m a bitch if I don’t get it off my chest
Brain wasn’t gifted by a fat man who ride
Deers
I
one
NAFTA comin' with tha new disaster
And yes we in wit tha wind an tha plan de Ayala kin
Are comin' back around again
Tha slave driver saliva, one
ya can't get out, and you mad as hell
Say "Biatch," that'll make ya sound for real
[Daz Dillinger]
Haha..
Fuck wit us we, gon' hurt somebody
Ride with me and you gon see that I'm not here to play no games
Yeah they eyeing me just to ride with me but they know I'm all for gains
I'm not
Ride for my dawgs
Slide wit my dawgs
Die wit my
Tryna ride for my dawgs
Die wit my dawgs
Slide for my muhfuckin niggas
No hyperbole, I'm praying that
talk s*** if you can’t check it
Don’t tolerate disrespect kid
You didn’t know I like ta fight ya lil bish
I been seen this s*** back in like 89
I ride by
you can ride along if you wit it
Hoes be fuckin wit a youngin but I ain’t really tryna kick it
We can meet up at the Telly after hours I’ll be in it
I
(Hellrell)
By the time this shit touch the streets
Ill prolly be shackeled down on the bus wit beats
But imma ride anyway
Get high anyway, and let my vvs
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