Lyrics

They dropped a load when I pulled up they tryna to call it off
We switched on vins on a hot box, we tryna knock em off
I turnt him up he thank he tough, that **** extra soft
Bentayga on my bitch, I told her take them Nike's off
PO call me trippin, I told her chill I'm goin on a run
Different bitches choosin, on the kid they knowin im the one
Walk down gang with strykers slidin
Shell catcher gang type of time
Rocklife trademark this shit, I'm private flight member mark this shit
My leg monitor trapped, I know the feds watching the trap
Iphone 10 this bitch trap
My twin in the pen that **** trapped
Take yo hoe put her on exotic, she say you always smoking bap
Case of wock I'm finna drop it in the soda and take nap
Walk shit down no shoes on
Put a **** on the news homes
Braggin bout shit that I put em on
**** play wit this shit he wont make it home
Draco 100 rounds, shell catcher this bitch spittin
Out west we in cali, I went Bentayga for the weekend
Aint no gallery dept, this spider
I catch his bitch and I pipe her
Ridin round town in the styker
Pop perc 10's no Vicodin
I can't work no job, this trap shit in me and its on me
**** tryna backdoor, I might mail em to one on my homies
She say she don't suck dick, she eatin ramen noodles and bologna
I can't trust no bitch
These hoes be fucking and callin a **** brodie
Say he want the pints
I hit em with caro cuz the **** country
Get my shit from the doctor
These **** be pressin up the fake 30's
Can't go out like juice, since a young **** been had the juice
I told him to go at his mood
Catch him out of bounds we shooting and dude
This shit slippery when I walk, im rocking lavish shoes
Told her come get wit a boss and leave that other dude
That **** a worker I know it
This shit in my pocket I blow it
10 for a mixtape, ima drop 10 that's a honey bun
Said the **** told ya aint seen the paperwork, but you'll never know it
I done seen a **** right hand man take the stand and send the boy
Damn, sent the boy
Free the bros
Tell a **** pick a side he gotta line up before I find him
Shoot 100 rounds we sliding with switches tryna blind him
First **** in my city having buttons when they couldn't' find them
Do this shit for Rock, **** in the chain gang, I got them hiding out
Twin in the chain gang, he got his knife he tryna catch one
Catch one I'm a stretch one, aint no letting up on these pussy ****
Hope he casket fresh, cause when I'm catch him I'm tryna end a ****
Stand on big ole business, this shit get overly overly trim lil ****
They dropped a load when I pulled up they tryna to call it off
We switched on vins on a hot box, we tryna knock em off
I turnt him up he thank he tough, that **** extra soft
Bentayga on my bitch, I told her take them Nike's off
PO call me trippin, I told her chill I'm goin on a run
Different bitches choosin, on the kid they knowin im the one
Walk down gang with strykers slidin
Shell catcher gang type of time
Rocklife trademark this shit, I'm private flight member mark this shit
Written by: Zion Walker
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