In the back with a b-, gettin' sky high Pretty brown skin and she gangster, I call her my left eye Pull up Mercedes 450, babe, let's ride - try me, he stupid, get chastised These - p-, they never be outside How we beefin', ain't never been shots fired? Come from the block, b-, we stuck like a stop sign You can't claim the gang if you ain't my kind
No, you not havin' s-, b- -, 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 - 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 - 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 - '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
- play gangster, be rattin' the whole time That's why if you ain't gang, you can't come 'round I got - stayed solid, that's since I was doin' push-ups Countin' down, yellin', "Free mine"
In the back with a b-, gettin' sky high Pretty brown skin and she gangster, I call her my left eye Pull up Mercedes 450, babe, let's ride Nigga try me, he stupid, get chastised These - p-, they never be outside How we beefin', ain't never been shots fired? Come from the block, b-, we stuck like a stop sign You can't claim the gang if you ain't my kind
