Texty

Sauce Up, Everybody claim they drippin' We don't do the same Walk Ups, everybody using Ubers We don't do the same .45 and a chalk up niggas cannot cross us Better stay up on the paint Talk Up, can't hear better talk up Talking tuff they show the same Action action You cannot pass em bend em and fuck up ya fashion I just pull up blast leave em in the past They don't like it when i leave em hurtin' Choppa in the back, face mask Swear them niggas really hate it when we purgin' They gone call up who? Call up what? Gang go dumb Leave his body on stump Body drop make 'em stop Yo Sheff, yo big bro hop out with the TEC Fuck that bust that you can get stretched Head chest back and we aim for the neck Ran down shots turn brain to respect Free da whole gang bitch free da whole set Free da whole gang bitch free da whole let em know Tell em niggas, no you can't walk wit us No you can't talk wit us nothin', Shit Run up get done up from bluffin' And trigger I'm fuckin' Disrespect imma hit you Run-in imma get you chit the chat Till i reach you, gang gang shit Niggas wanna hit the lick the same lick gone get you shot Cashin' we wet him up if he lackin' We get it crackin' glizzyz we packin' Niggas be bluffing they chatting, we make it happen Shoota gang send da shots I call up king now we bending blocks Mookas and Glocks we got hella chops
Writer(s): Ricardo Johnson, Tegan Chambers, Michael Kyle Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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