Lane Changing

RBE x SOB man that's the gang man Fuck you sucka's For you other niggas, I ain't fucking with (RBE x SOB thats the gang biiitch) What you fuck niggas saying? Glock in the party, I be strapped like a gay bitch Niggas lane changing, don't know where they lane is I carry big bills, nah nigga I ain't changing Slide down, lil' nigga that's a trespass Named the whip Ralph, with them straps we'll wreck that Throw a dime with the Glock, like a chest pass, a nigga run up, big shells where his legs at? Strictly Only Brothers, if you not you irrelevant Big clips, longer than the trunk of an elephant A nigga stressed out, pouring 4's for the medicine My circle like a dot, where a white bitch freckles is Get paid, fuck beef, nigga get paid Cops come, lil' bro... switch lanes Uppercase, young nigga tote a big kev And all our guns hoes, run up nigga get laid Speaking down on a nigga you a hoe nigga (You a bitch) Why you lying, actin' like you toting poles nigga (You ain't) Catch you lacking, guarantee it's a scope nigga (Boom Boom) Talking all that cash shit but you broke nigga (You Broke) Watch we send Fox out to some fuck niggas (You a bitch) Whats the sound when them hollows get to busting? (Boom Boom) Some nigga's getting bands and some others is bitching All you hear his body drop and them the cups click SOB the gang, all my niggas with the shit I'll bust at a opp, and I'll bust at a bitch No drive-by's 'cause my niggas tryna' scope Young nigga with the shrek, 'cause you tripping with the pole (Tear It Off) Shit real in these streets, you gotta play it right Don't let the bitch be the reason why you lose yo life Never lying on this shit, Imma gon' tell the truth I ain't gon rock with that buddah, if i ain't gon' shoot These niggas can't stand us LOL for what though? Because we the reason nigga's main bitches getting fucked on Keep a small circle, new niggas I can't trust those These bitches fuck whoever bill's bigger, so it's fuck hoes I go down and they get me in that room, I'm on hush-mode North Vallejo turf nigga, Crestside, cutthroat XD, Gluco's, Draco's we bust those And every nigga that I call brother, I'll bust for Shooter's everywhere, get you smacked for a softdown Leaning off this 2-Liter Sprite, like the cough man Fuck talking, slide through and get to sparking This funk, will have you niggas MIA like the Dolphins SOB the gang, we the niggas talking cash shit G got that K, quick to make a nigga backflip Wolf-Grey chop, but i'm rocking with this plastic Money blue and green, I'll get it out a fat bitch Ever since day 1, I been the same nigga Nigga please, don't, confuse me for a lame nigga 30 shot's in that Glock, with no aim nigga 11 shot's in that stock, spraying paint nigga Circle got small, I can't trust niggas Bitch I been a hot nigga since a young nigga Took a loss, but you neva' seen me run nigga Thought I'm dumb nigga, 'till his face meet this drum nigga 10 deep in the foreign, riding back to back Catch a opp nigga slippin, running lap to lap All blue's in my loaf, nigga stack to stack She gon' do all my bro's, nigga back to back Ha... yea nigga's know the gang nigga Talk shit, where the diamonds in yo' chain nigga? All chrome 32, had to tuck that Two-tone 380, had to bust that Upgraded to that Glock, bitch don't touch that And it ain't on my hip, if I won't bust that Clutching in the party nigga touch back Put that barrel to his face, blow his buff's back Make a nigga strip like a thot bitch Call that chop Ray Rice how it drop shit Doing pop-ups, mom's house, tech shots, 2 Glocks, headshot, young money bed rock Man's turned on me, so he gotta catch a leg shot Fuck cops, fuck opps, 40 in the touch spot Bitches want a nigga all for fame, I can't trust thots SOB the gang, with more shots than a gunshot Bitch