Untitled Song
• Written by Anonymous
Verse 1
Catch us riding in the 2 door
even tho we 4 deep
my homes in the back seat
rolling up that good weed
yea my niggas beside me
best believe they packing that heat
I dare anyone of you FCK niggas to try me
have the metal to ya back
BC shit ain't never sweet
cruising down the street
bumping to that 809 beat
I've been hated by many
BT yet nun of these bihh tried me
I ain't stessin nun
BC I'm all about that money
I got five on it
but imma flip that bihh nine times
mannn ion get tired
clutching on the nine nine
why you bitches swearing up nd down
like really bout it
we all know you fronting
so please stop with the fckin lien
I'm just a youngin chasing my dreams
I'm just trying get it
yea thats by any means
cold hearted bihh
yea ig you can call it mean
813 I'm putting on for the team
I thought I told that we won't stop
me & my niggas aint gone stop till the block get hot
they say live for today
BC tomorrow ain't promised
I know a couple real niggas that's 6 ft under
or locked up in a cell
(this shyt just makes me wonder
who's out here to get you
whos really out here for you ) 2X
Verse 2
You niggas walking backwards
better wake up and pay attention
and stop reminiscing
about all these low class ahh bitches
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