(Tony Coles)
Ayy
In the back with a bitch
Gettin' sky high
Pretty brown skin and she gangster
I call her my left eye
Pull up Mercedes 450, bae, let's ride
Nigga try me, he stupid
Get chastised
These niggas pussy
They never be outside
How we beefin'
Ain't never been shots fired?
Come from the block
Bitch, we stuck like a stop sign
You can't claim the gang
If you ain't my kind
No, you not havin' shit, bitch nigga, stop lyin'
Beat his ass with this Drac' 'til he stop tryin'
Know he remember that call
Told him stop cryin'
Just don't play and you good
Stay off my line
I came a long way from hittin' licks
Duckin' one time
I almost died in them streets
Now the sun shine
Now all my pockets on full
Feel like Baby, this my time
And we stay with them sticks like a drum line
Me and my niggas be out like a umpire
And we strapped
Don't get hit with that gun fire
Remember kick door
Sellin' low, what a fun time
Me and Hotboy been thuggin' since lunch line
Come from the Grove
But that Nawf like my bloodline
If he swing
Bet I come with a clothesline
Can't fuck with the ho if she cute
But the ho lyin'
Cut her off, if she tell
Then the ho dyin'
Four in the pineapple Fanta
It's go time
We done fucked 'round and
Found us a gold mine
Mix the purp' with the drink
Make me slow down
Nigga reach for this chain
Bet it go down
Niggas play gangster
Be rattin' the whole time
That's why if you ain't gang
You can't come 'round
I got niggas stayed solid
That's since I was doin' push-ups
Countin' down, yellin', "Free mine"
In the back with a bitch
Gettin' sky high
Pretty brown skin and she gangster
I call her my left eye
Pull up Mercedes 450
Bae, let's ride
Nigga try me, he stupid
Get chastised
These niggas pussy
They never be outside
How we beefin'
Ain't never been shots fired?
Come from the block
Bitch, we stuck like a stop sign
You can't claim the gang
If you ain't my kind