Lyrics:
is so cheap
My mind is so deep But hard to find some emotion
Riding round on my bullshit Riding round on my lone shit
Probably out I ain't homesick
on the Glock 9
Lil bro done shot his whole fully Got his wrist swole
I'm riding down Gratiot I catch You with him I'm hitting 3 more
Bro done put the rose up
a mask
Got this hood on like a Nun
That boy say he killing you boy your bitch ass dumb
All them racks on IG real life he a bum bum
2-2-3s on my side
know team haribate shisha
Tenge takachilla nemabhebhi mazibhiza
Riding round the city Van Gogh with the picture
We can paint the town red, maybe hit
shit to retire my kin
That boy was so dumb, wouldn't think he exist
I turn a 2 to a 3 to a 10
Talk about bread and I got the most bands
Ride in a coup
how long it take to drop a hundred, bitch, you better time me
And I be trippin' on these beats, I need to tie my laces
Riding round the city with three
u can't slime
"TheGreenest"
Outside, riding rouna city
Yea trying get busy
Already know da guys is with me
" KP 03 & Lee"
Yea shoutout the members
do is love, I do it for my passion
CD players in my whip, riding old fashioned
I just grabbed the grabba leaf I'm tryna roll sum more
Baby told me that
this heat want an icy arm
Icy neck don't need an icy charm
No Jesus neck need a Jesus heart
Keep the new feet air max neons
Cop 3 of everything so I
In the promo lately riding solo they won’t understand
Cah I’d rather hang with myself than to be in line with a couple of cunts
In the bando lately
BMX
There he go right there that's him
Run in that bag for the 3DS
Actually, PSP
I forgot, PTSD
I grew from the concrete I just rose
I miss my dog, when
turning up with the gang now
In the car I got the speaker loud
Remember days I was sneaking out
Riding in the back of the 23'
My bro it's just him and me
change up on me
Stay riding in your lane, don't play no games lil homie
Got to find a way to get from A all way to Z
I been doing good totaled over
Sonic Boom
I-I-I just bought a blick i don't give a fuck
Touching one band and i reach the sky
I just nutted in your bitch don't give a fuck
I'ma
I'm Riding I'm in a ten speed
This bitch got ten gears
How ironic my first case was maxed out up to ten years
How the hell you scared now lil nigga
You ain't never shot yo gun you ain't get active
Too many niggas telling lies I'm finna quit rappin
Making plays with my twenty three like I'm phill
the bleachers
Uh
3 strips on the side of my sneakers
Yea
4 of them, they arent wanting to speak to me either
6 tracks, all 6 slap
Path is blurry need a road map
want it
See the vibe and I caught it
Climbing through the side window of a 99 Honda
Riding through the side streets smelling marijuana
Running through
She been chasing fit for a while
Feds around shit heating up
They riding around with pictures
Prison calls on trap cellphones
Somebody must be
bucks don't give a fuck
I'm having dreams 'bout riding round in a Bentley truck
Brodie paranoid he always keep that forty tucked
We drop four leaf
That young image of your self it done faded
Life a war on drugs thanks to Ronald Regan
3 strikes I can hear them bars clanking damn
Slow and steady wins
Why you dangerous
Riding on the outside
Main purpose ignoring all the right times
You can't catch a break, man you never even act right
Plane surface
Purpp Bless Yo Trap
Lil Purpp Bless Yo Trap
You can have that flow
I don’t want that back
Give me brain like a psychic
Riding round with P90
Bitches
Damn I'm feel like I'm the man
Rolling three whips didn't plan
Yea they say that I'm steezy baby
Just know you a flex for the gram
Made for this shit
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