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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Griggs
Michael Griggs
Songwriter

Lirik

I was gone take it easy and shit but I'm locked in
Off a 30 this shit got me rocking
Call up G-Gunna he come thorough and blow
Nights know that's my brother we both from the O
Where you at we could go toe to toe
Bro hit his hat bro hit his fro
When I jump out be back **** better get low
'Cause im tryna send **** up with they bro
Lil bro aim great he ain't lil no more
Ion fuck with the hat and be dropping the 4
I be smoking on swint cooling with ya whore
Glock don't jam so I shoot it some more
I make a bop and have the city turned up
Ain't no cap in my rap get burned up
PCD tryna catch him a murder
Caught em at … tryna get em a burger
**** gone die can't settle for less
If I call up BT and put him to the test
Aye, like **** know the rest
Like PCD WalkDown do it the best
Look at the score it could never be even
**** die every year they grieving
Neck shot tryna fuck up his breathing
His bitch a baba she steady eating
We hit the car lot my **** thieving
I got my wop can't stop for the
Wait I got my wop can't stop for the
Like I got my
**** be dissing but **** be lying
Like come over here he dying
**** be selling but no I ain't buying
I caught a stain left a **** crying
And this lil opp tryna cuff me
She type cut but her best friend ugly
You cap stop saying you love me
And she want clout shit starting to bug me
And she want Glahhhh boom boom
Boom boom gang
On Gang on walk
On Gang on walk On Bro
Call up bro bt
I woke up on bt
I gotta bad lil bop come eat
She told like Mikey don't like how you treat me
And I'm off a perc yea this got me sleepy
Spinning the dub Brody spinning the park
Free lil blick pop a whip we be spinning in sharks
Bitch I'm big PCD so I don't got no heart
Inna a O it get cold better stay with ya cart
Inna O it get Cold I mean stay with ya heater
These **** be cap ain't spinning Geneva
He was cap on the net told lil Brody deleted em
We put belt to they ass ask the OPPs how we beat em
How you spinning the O gotta shoot through the gates
I been smoking on west man that **** got faced
I been spinning the dub tryna go through with drac
And these **** be snake tryna eat off ya plate
Im a Young War Vet but I chill with Gyay
And ya bitch on my dick she keep calling me bae
And the OPPs got my drop if they play the gone Lay
When we go through the park we be smoking on shhh
We be smoking on .. he got hit with that K
And we smoking on Rooga He went off that K
I be spinning in March I be spinning in May
If I catch me a shh send his ass away
If I catch me a OPP Ian tryna play
For the 33Gz we be cracking Treys
Bitch I'm big die mob and I'm big die 4s
We the reason why **** don't go to the store
If you got what I want then I'm kicking in doors
And I'm toting that blick cuz I'm going to war
Empty the clip give his ass sum more
**** be slime so I'm watching that door
He got hit with a mop like we did a chore
Came through with the rock like we going to SOAR
Written by: Michael Griggs
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