Lyrics

I told my mom, I'm way too deep up in these streets (like, what, gang, gang, gang) I'm OGK for life, I put that on YG (gang, gang, gang, Y to the Gz) Gz to the sky, never put a O before my Y (RPT, 4Sev, 4Sev) Never put a O before my Y, like, y'all know what's up Fresh off the rock, I turn my takis into foreigns (a bag) Free the shhh (grrrt), they know who do the scoring, like (free my hearts) It could get sticky, we still spinin' 'til the morning (we spin, we spin) She a smoochie, fuck her body count had too many abortions (smoochie) RPT buggin' in my foreigns (RPT, RPT) Cruising with my G-Lock (like, what?) I know the streets hot (gang), we keep spinnin' these blocks (boom) And she got thot box (what?), I seen her on the opp block (like, huh?) So we gon' bunny hop and train her in the g-spot (bunny hop, bunny hop, bunny hop) We smoking dead people (what?) That's Benji (Benji), UE (UE), and Diddy (Diddy) I told my gang that we gon' keep running in the city (huh?) Shawty bad, fat ass like (shake it), high sadity (like what? Like) But she a smoochie (huh?), I think she wanna do me (do me, like) And I keep toolie, me and Gz up in that two seat, like (skrrt, boom) Don't be a foolie (like), on the gang, I'm feeling moody (like) Roll down the window, ayo brodie, shoot the deucey (go get that nigga) I told my mom, I'm way too deep up in these streets, like (for sure) I'm OGK for life, I put that on YG (OGK, OGK) They said they spin, we spin, we spin, let's go on feet (let's go on feet, like) We catch a O, he gotta go, this gun he meet (this gun he what?) Fresh off the rock, I turn my takis into foreigns (huh? What?) Free the shhh, they know who do the scoring (RPT) It could get sticky, we still spinin' 'til the morning (we spin, we spin, don't run, don't run) She a smoochie, fuck her body count had too many abortions (smoochie) RBT buggin' in my foreigns (RPT) Cruising with my G-Lock (at all, at all) I know the streets hot (gang), we keep spinnin' these blocks (at all, at all, gang, gang, gang) And she got thot box (what? Smoochie), I seen her on the opp block (like, what?) So we gon' bunny hop (bunny hop) and train her in the g-spot (bunny hop, bunny hop) RPT buggin' in my foreigns (grrrt, gang, gang, gang) I know the streets hot (it's that DThang nigga, make 'em get jiggy before we shoot 'em, you heard) And she got thot box, I seen her on a opp block (RIP Woo) So we gon' bunny hop and train her in the g-spot (like)
Writer(s): Daniel Collins, Charles Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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