I got my foot on these niggas neck
I'm more associated with a check
Married the game I give it my best
I got my foot on these niggas neck
I'm more associated with a check
Married the game I give it my best
I'm more associated with the killers
Came from the block
Raised around dealers
I don't even socialize if I don't feel em
Jealousy real and the envy is in em
The bop to the feeling
They know what I'm getting
I don't even speak on much
I'm just paying attention
I'm feeling the vibe that you feeling
I pay em a visit
Get on your feet Lil bruh let's get it
Get em an arsenal, let's build it
Throw em a bag, we can split it
Push start whip no key
You can whip it
Stick up gang, let's get it
I gotta go
I gotta leave
Working the night shift
Call up the bro
Sliding to me
He dropping his side bitch
Cuz we got a bag to get
Said e got a bag to get this evening
We got a bag to get
Put that in the back
And now it ain't keyless
I want this forever
We thumbing through cheddar
My nigga I got to go get it
Yea my nigga he hit me
He said they got 50
So fuck it
You know that I'm with it
If we spinning the block then we spinning
Hey man fuck all that pray and forgiveness
Man we stand on the shit that we stand on
Ain't no running it back, we committed
Man I'm screaming out nothing but money
With all my niggas
As they hang out the windows
While holding extendos
My niggas knocking niggas off
We ain't playing no games
What, you think this Nintendo
Came from the block
Raised around dealers
I don't even socialize if I don't feel em
Jealousy real and the envy is in em
The bop to the feeling
They know what I'm getting
I gotta go
I gotta leave
Working the night shift
Call up the bro
Sliding to me
He dropping his side bitch
Cuz we got a bag to get
Said e got a bag to get this evening
We got a bag to get
Put that in the back
And now it ain't keyless
Riding and sliding
Steady mobbing with the team
Nothing but money
Go throw the profit in my jeans
Dubby got bars
But Dynamite got beans
I take trips OT
And make plays off E
Bro just told me get into em
Watch me spaz on em
Keep your foot on niggas neck
Go push that gas homie
Two hundred plus
I'm riding foreign
Push that dash on em
Ricky Bobby, shake and bake
I'm going fast on em
Everything still Tiptronic
Hydrologic for the stash
Still have the lock pin in it
Brand new black out 300
Still the stock pan in it
M's
Know money must pile
Find your land and drill your oil
Can't watch no face
Just build your coil
God body when we touch the road out
No advertisement everything sold out
Them left we out and want get we soul out
Tell them never mind
Go get the goal route
Came from the block
Raised around dealers
I don't even socialize if I don't feel em
Jealousy real and the envy is in em
The bop to the feeling
They know what I'm getting
I gotta go
I gotta leave
Working the night shift
Call up the bro
Sliding to me
He dropping his side bitch
Cuz we got a bag to get
Said e got a bag to get this evening
We got a bag to get
Put that in the back
And now it ain't keyless