Gang, gang (bitch) Five times seven bullets rip you apart Beep, beep Gang, gang You know how the fuck we rockin' man (know how the fuck we rock bitch) Free Santana, man, free J Roc, free Sticky Free P
Like 4AM, why the hell I just text my ex? Pull up on her for the late night fix I know you got a man, but he ain't like this She been down since nothin' Now I'm on, she gets everything I'm thinkin' sh
Yeah Jeffries It's not me versus me But you're the referee Long fights, I know turn to late nights I know On sight, that's what you like for sure I, can admit I'm wrong I, I have you stay so long (so
I ain't got no love for no black feet ratchet (ratchet) I'm just tryna hit it then curve, no attachment (skrrt) You ain't got a bag, you can't get none of my action (nope) Greet me when you see me, bu
Posted on the corner like a trapper Why he move his hands all around like a rapper Why he move his pants up and down like a scrapper My whole life I just wanted to be a rapper Then I grew'd and the b
People think you're stuck up, but we're all super good friends It's only natural, I suppose, but we're all super good friends Um, I get the feeling that you're admired, but, um I'm above average I go
Coupe got the missing roof, your boo came up missing too Poof, I just stoled your boo, now ooh, she gon' eat the crew Bread up in the gang You would think that Bagg was comin' through (word) Smile in
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