Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
FBG Murda
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cayto Rivers
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tav
Producer
Lyrics
(Aye let that shit ride Tav)
Play with that money boy I put it right on yo head
Have them young **** gone and go creep
C.U.C, yea we be the clean up crew, left a **** stank up in the East
This spinnin shit easy, they ain't even fill up a tank, got a **** lurking up on E
No need for a hospital, we really DOA shit, we done put some **** underneath
I'm tired of **** acting like it's static, on bro I been flipping shit, let **** have it
Got caught in the South, that shit ended so tragic, go ask my ma, she'll tell you what happened
**** fucked up a drill, yea they tried to run down, ain't get to blow, me and bro got to clapping
No, I ain't ya average rapper, this ice off the slime, I can merch, I ain't get it from rapping
Boy I'm so GBGK, they ain't Get Back Gang, John let they ahh come thru the door
I'm out thru the hills with a K, looking for lil (Shhh), Free Coolah, we hop out and blow
I'll push up outta name, I can merch it on Hank, ain't no **** died bout bro
Told these bitches go stay in they lane, they ain't listen, lil bro put that switch on an opp hoe
Don't make me up with my blick, must not know imma shoot, lil brudda gon blow with me too
I been a problem, even my T Lady knew I was clutching that bitch all in school
Know not to reach for this shit on my neck, come off as a threat, watch me act a fool
Riding thru the city in a striker with 2 switches, me and slime tryna turn a 4 door to a coupe
Putting a K behind SCG, that's that shit that got bro killed, you better listen
Bitch I'm the definition of a driller, I empty my pistol when I'm on a mission
We tryna see who gon hit sum first, we put in that work, it's a competition
I just got to spraying that bitch in a crowd, when I heard that (Ahhhhhh), I knew I wasn't missing
If he say he jump out for Jizzle, he lie in his rap, that **** ass ain't coming back
Still got on my ski and my gloves, bitch I'm fresh off a drill with a Mika jumpout a lil sack
You **** ain't making no gun in this car with me basic, most likely equipped with a flat
Pour up a 4 of dead ****, was supposed to be 5, but lil Dumbo was running from black
Play with that money boy I put it right on yo head
Have them young **** gone and go creep
C.U.C, yea we be the clean up crew, left a **** stank up in the East
This spinnin shit easy, they ain't even fill up a tank, got a **** lurking up on E
No need for a hospital, we really DOA shit, we done put some **** underneath
I'm tired of **** acting like it's static, on bro I been flipping shit, let **** have it
Got caught in the South, that shit ended so tragic, go ask my ma, she'll tell you what happened
**** fucked up a drill, yea they tried to run down, ain't get to blow, me and bro got to clapping
No, I ain't ya average rapper, this ice off the slime, I can merch, I ain't get it from rapping
This ain't no 2018 YB, I'm outside everyday with a stick like a pimp
Bro just pulled up to the lo', sent a whole lotta shots, tryna hit them folks like he a dancer
Got a Glock 21 that shoot shit that'll cut of yo dreads, you'll think that this bitch shooting cancer
We ain't been able to find a bitch ****, we wanna see his cousin, I fucked around and stamped him
SRT Glock, yea it sound like a whistle, yea you think a **** referee for the league
1k for the drop, but I got another 1k if you can get out and snatch me a G
Shooting my hobby, I need a new body, fuck Dr. Miami, I mean in these streets
Lil bayto the topic, lil Jizzle got it poppin, I'm still in them cars tryna creep
Written by: Cayto Rivers


