Lyrics:
Ayy ayy step back motherfucker, watch out!
La la la la la (fuck that, nigga)
We don't give a fuck
Ayy y'all niggas ain't fucking with us, nigga
haters walking by looking funny (Look funny)
Trying to act like you aint heard me (You aint heard you aint heard)
But boy you know you heard that (Boy you
the Glock how it goin du-du
And I heard your tape
That shit was doo doo
We are not gang
Don't say that we cool
I got your bitch wet like a pool
I-I-I'm finna
Lac + Mannie Fresh]
[Lac:] If your riding on 16's than put that bitch up
[Mannie:] 20 dub deuces is how we do that there yo
[Lac:] If you ride with
goin' again
First Z got murked, then Roy got murked
And homie still in the hood, why he ain't gettin' hurt?
I smell somethin' fishy, man, it might be
the mag tucked[01:13.95]But I gotta get away from these fuck niggas, cause I know that they bad luck[01:16.80]Bossy ass nigga, you can tell by how I switch
rubber band stacks in the button king sack
And I ain't never goin' back, sike, I love the life
Standin' under the street lights, tryin' to get off that
done made us miserable
With this AmeriKKKan nightmare
That's why October 16th we gon be right there like yeah
The same niggaz that you want gone
Well
Ain’t no need a front, they goin’ know what's up
Know what's up
We took on the cup, He goin’ fill it up
Fill it up
Though we out in front, we goin
woah
You got me goin' crazy
Let you roll that Backwood
I like when you get wasted
We can spend the day light
I'm tryna get you naked
I was up a long
she a fan (she goin')
We get your dope, it be wrapped in saran (dope)
Back to back cash you know gang ain't playin' (cash)
If he a opp you can't save
the bull by the horns
Yeah, we ain't fakin'
A-whole lotta shakin' goin' on
Well, I said shake, baby, shake
I said shake, baby shake, now
I said shake
It take 16 zips to make a poundcake
My brother drop the work he make the ground shake
My partner say he need 8 round 8
And that’s just how we kick it
with your bitch
Y'all ain't never felt my pain
But all I ever thought about was gettin' them gains
Dropped out of school by the age of 16
Smokin' that
goin' dumb, we goin' insane (sane)
You can race with us, but it ain't safe
Talk to her crazy, that's her birthday wish
So I told her, "Happy
Just gettin' started
Yeah we goin'
Yeah we goin'
And we ain't gunna stop
Stop! Lifting Him higher
Wait... you're a white rapper
But don't sound like
ain't no right then ain't no wrong
Yeah girl I feel the way I've blown
I'm 'bout to speed this chemistry
We see the telegram goin' crazy
I tell the 'Gram
the bills
Have this ice up on our wrist that make us cool and make us chill
Yeah we know
This shit ain't no slick talk
Gotta drop walk like we Rick Ross
Got
Niggas say they shooters
Acting like they hard body
Somebody goin move ya
Walk around town
With that tool
They done fooled ya
This ain’t gta
Young
yeah)
You paid for that ride out the driveway (yeah, yeah, yeah)
When you see a Saturday (yeah, yeah)
Lookin' like we never seen a bad day
When you
on that money
Runnin' straight to the bag like a cheetah And ain't no funny
Yeah, I'm focused up on my money And even at my lowest ain't no stoppin' me
We showed up, drunk and 'droed up (haha, yeah)
Stunk and mold up, two Coupes and four trucks (that's right)
Wrist is glowed up, got chicks that sold
goin' down, it's goin' down
Goin' down, it's goin' down its goin' down
Gettin' money that's all we know
Gettin' money that's all we know
Gettin' money
the bull by the horns
Yeah, we ain't fakin'
A-whole lotta shakin' goin' on
Well, I said shake, baby, shake
I said shake, baby shake, now
I said shake
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