Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
EBK Leebo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ebk mad maxx
Lyrics
Lul 3
Lyrics
Quaron Garnett Arnold
Songwriter
Lee Taylor
Songwriter
Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Leebo, 3!
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey look bitch, don't you lie to me
Come here bitch, take a ride with me
Beating up the road big buddy Benz just a 550
He ain't never put up
You can't ride with the world with the change about me now
I know my set with me three
Pop dough and get him close, I'm a cold dude
Don't try to rap and get splat over these pro tunes
Hey, speaking on me to the that's the whole move
Hey, before you label me a in bitch, you gotta show proof
Before you label me a bitch, check my resume
Top rank, big dog we leave **** pain
**** ain't got up on me yet, cause you **** came
And don't you ever think I'm slipping cause I brought my drink
Ain't no one safe don't win no case, I am not dude
Don't try to mediate the folks you gonna get popped too
That **** veto total, that was not boo
Hey I gave him prepping little bro step off to the life through
Last time I snitched like a **** turned his white to the rojo
We fell off, I've been cropping **** how to photo
You ain't never slid five deep how to photo
I caught a sucker on camera, keep watching it on slow-mo
Fascinated with killings, look in his eyes and watch him go slow
It's a danger zone, **** never slide, that's a no-no
It's been a couple minutes, but we still trippin' over, bro, though
We goin' L-like, but I won't rest my eyes in no-lo
You fuckin' what? You fuckin' who? Hey, come here
Empty out this party on the mic, I'm pourin' out some beer
I just go, and that other **** died cause he was here
Get aggressive when I hit it from the back, I'm pullin' near, yeah
I'm pullin' tracks out, that **** tried to stand on business, he got sat down
I put up on the center, ****, and had Mac out
People think that I won't shoot me cause I rap now, yeah
But we gon' leave it on some street shit
Cause I done got through every hood that I beef with
And fuck, I stuck, my whole gun hold like three clips
I heard he funk with EBK, he in some deep shit
Yeah, I don't think he want that
Keep throwin' up that suck this shit and get your skull cracked
Yeah, we the reason why you beggin' for your bro back
Written by: Lee Taylor, Quaron Garnett Arnold


