Lyrics

Better run run run it's the SBG we wear all black The boys in blue tryna look for the gang There's heaps of cars tryna raid that trap Spin them wheels counting the fifty I told bro bro set up the hack Remember that day in the high-speed chase the opps panicked and their car just crashed Look who's winning Look at the count Now you know SBG is back Don't get lippy I'll bust that choppa 1 minute of silence and it ain't no cap Better run run run On the opp block you can hide from guns Your bro got splashed like how can you run Doing that hack and scamming em fundz Numerous glides and several attacks You talk to much that's why he got packed The boys off brickers chilling in traps Chasin them bands it comes no tax The opps they goose they have no attack Their socials talkers lie in their raps My gang is known for a dozen of glides I can name them all some just got packed We been in the fields drillin them racks So speak on the gang get hit in them backs Like how many times did we score them points We're all K and spark out the joint The girl looks nice with them big blue eyes I'm hitting her phone and she's quick to reply On my first day out I'll be back to my life Just look for a hack everything set nice Better run run run it's the SBG we wear all black The boys in blue tryna look for the gang There's heaps of cars tryna raid that trap Spin them wheels counting the 50 I told bro bro set up the hack Remember that day in the high-speed chase the opps panicked and their car just crashed Look who's winning Look at the count Now you know SBG is back Don't get lippy I'll bust that choppa 1 minute of silence and it ain't no cap Me and my gang slide like vikings all blacked out like john wick Scoring points like a game of soccer it's sliding season no need for my phone Opp boi jumped in a whip and said let's go on a glide Two boys got put in a pack Got put in a pack K got put in a pack Get on your knees and pray for your gang It's SBG we doing them chingings yeah you know the whole teams winning How you gonna chat that verbal you left your boy for fucking dead Light skin cutie I'll break her back No verbals it's creep and attack Who hyped these pagans up Now they think they all fucking bad I see an opp on the street Don't worry now he's in a hospital bed Better run run run it's the SBG we wear all black The boys in blue tryna look for the gang There's heaps of cars tryna raid that trap Spin them wheels counting the fifty I told bro bro set up the hack Remember that day in the high-speed chase the opps panicked and their car just crashed Look who's winning Look at the count Now you know SBG is back Don't get lippy I'll bust that choppa one minute of silence and it ain't no cap
Writer(s): Gg Stretch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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