It's not a game, boy Niggers claim they all fucked up We in the cut, some brother's in the trunk File showers 'cause it rain around this bitch every hour They cry about it for a second then forget about you Your problem wasn't riders They was just running 'cause you was popping Funny 'cause they got to running when them niggers got to pop 'em Fresh to death, outfit you got shot in Step outside, my cloud high, dumping it with my faculty Battle without the technicalities The fuck you niggers know about a strategy I ain't gotta pull up first, I gotta pull up right Paint dripping, motor tight Anywhere we go tonight, dynamite Matches strike, spark that, motor running Headlights off, parked out back behind our back No eating, just meeting, real bosses Turn anywhere they at into an office Small talking, just make you to a large target Don't get caught up, OGs never taught you stuff Hustlers who burn me up
Rolling in my ride, chilling on the low Back up, back up 'cause it's on, it's on Rolling in my ride, chilling on the low Back up, back up 'cause it's on, it's on Rolling in my ride, chilling on the low Rolling in my 64 Rolling in my ride, chilling on the low
They just talking and they bluffing Taking action while you suckers keep discussing So disgusting how these grown men acting so bitch made Never had to switch, I been a man since sixth grade Sipping on the 40, sitting on the curve Looking at the stars and I was crazy 'cause this is what we are A lot of homies shed blood just to sit on that butter They gotta do dirt just to stay out the gutter Seen it all in the head, didn't even see 30 You barking at the moon but the mutts ain't worthy Wanna get your shine but I only shine on 'em Pull up on the black, pack clutch, recline on 'em GREEN BEAMER on gold that sit like a leprechaun I'm riding with your wife, told her she was my lucky charm Plan, baby, 'cause I never put no faith in no bitch That paper anyhow gonna make her switch Go ahead and dig a ditch, partner, bury yourself Your biggest downfall is how you carry yourself Bum ass nigger, we stay breaded up while you crumb ass niggers go smarten up You dumb ass niggers, read a couple books, put some fat in your head And get some motivation, get your ass out of bed You suckers rather tweet about it while we out here being about it Check on Instagram, only way you gonna see about it I'm on that stack up, put my team on it Go boss, shit your plan on that middle with a mall shit, rock's too cloudy Guess them niggers caught up in the rain Check the news before they came, find they planes, bitch
Rolling in my ride, chilling on the low Back up, back up 'cause it's on, it's on Rolling in my ride, chilling on the low Back up, back up 'cause it's on, it's on Rolling in my ride, chilling on the low Rolling in my 64 Rolling in my ride, chilling on the lowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
