歌詞
We on the block of the opps
That claim they actin up
Yello **** hair nappy as fuck
But the ratchet tucked
**** outta line call rock
He gone snatch em up
On the road
50 large on the maximum
Come back off the road with them bowls
Then we taxin em
We got beef
Well im the **** that you copping from
[???] on the bag
My **** thats when them choppas come
4 in the whip
The other chasin like a box in one
Draco got ac
Love to kick with tommy guns
Can't nobody touch a real ****
Feel like tommy buns
All kind of guns
We get low, then we rob the plug
On the E
[????????} me miles and boogz
No hoodies on
When we came thru we robbin hoods
Glock got the plastic botmmom
And the chop got wood
Aye
Tell these pussy **** shake sum
Big rocket on me
And im tuckin it if the jakes comin
Pull up on his block put a whole in him
Dre drummond
Strong quater pounds of the cookie
Got em for eight sum
Im independent ****
Fuck a deak
If i dont feed my daughter
Then who the fuck will
Doing turn arounds on the road
I came to bust pills
Pockets on [???] challenger
Yo bands stuck still
Them truck wheels sit high
I can barely breath
**** getting murked
We laughing, while we passin weed
If i get murked, they gone laugh at me
Never lackin, cuz i keep a choppa next to me
**** gettin geeked
Then i pop em like some ectsasy
Come on strap on
When im strapped with the drake its std
Need a ia mtte black
Gucci leather seats
**** always claiming they gangsta
Till they meet with me
Hit em up to
Left the spaghetti in the streets
I ain't a killa
But i promise **** testin me
Got a Glock with the thirty shot
Let the extra squeeze
Pockets swole cuz
Its filled with the fetty cheeze
**** thinking shit sweet
Cuz i ain shred shit
Better not get caught in the club
With them necklaces ****
Written by: ShredGang Mone, Stuntman Beatz
