Lyrics

Grah, which block should we go All black, let's bend through the fours Ima catch one lacking burn the whip and clothes Where we going make sure they don't know Four deep but we got six poles Niggas tough for the IG post but see us on road it's like they saw a ghost Like I been talking to demons and shit they been telling me go and get a nigga flipped Heart race when I'm clicking that shit my adrenaline rush when I hop out the whip, like Bitch Please don't kill my vibe, if you want this dick better drop some dimes and I don't know why them niggas drop fives I miss keyzie and rizz like free all my guys, but what Niggas be claiming the fours did you know Reemy or you do it for show My brodie a demon geeking with the pole He don't need no pill take a niggas soul like Grah grah reload click it some more Niggas be hoes they don't stick to the code And I'm smoking that boy who died with his pole Wait, wait What the fuck nigga I ain't done yet Why he running I ain't up my gun yet We getting money from AM to sunset Like yo listen What's that noise on they block, crickets Fuck that ima up it and click it Brodie be swerving I hope he don't hit shit gang Catch a, ima get to flocking Dumb nigga got hit in his noggin Poked in his pits so I'm Reemy bopping You ain't spoke since your bro hit the coffin Go catch a onez and stop talking Niggas get shot the streets toxic When you see me run quick ain't no jogging When I get the card I do not log in Cause you gonna fuck up my profit Dumb bitch, you better stop it Lemme go to their block ima lock it, switch on the back ima show you bout moshpit Always got the knocks when I'm shopping See a opp and his tag that I'm popping Grah grah see a opp and his tag that I'm popping
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