I was a young nigga I had it all 20 inches riding past the mall Straight swish like a basketball I was in the trap when I got the call My nigga hit my PHONE Like he got them Oz I’m like Oh Shit it’s about to snow Block hot like summer time But it was winter time after all I was a young nigga I had it all 20 inches riding past the mall Straight swish like a basketball I was in the trap when I got the call My nigga hit my phone Like he got them Oz I’m like Oh Shit it’s about to snow Block hot like summer time But it was winter time after all My nigga he wrapped the hard We was Trappin hard All we did was back to back the cars At the Applebees tryna mack the Broads like that was hard Stacking ours Working OT after hours P-O-P I got them classic bars I had them 16s but I ain’t rap at all (Nope) I could smell the feds These niggas singing like Katy Perry Worm need that Porsche shit 911 He locked up so I’m trying to get it Bulletproof I’ll die to get it So that chopper thing I’m ridin wit it This is for my young niggas that tryed to live And got life and all kinda shit Lord forgive me for my sins I’m just trying to WIN Saw my childhood friend In A Benz it was the end (Fucked me up) But ever since then I been tripping In the traphouse like im fenced Whippin babies up infants
I was a young nigga I had it all 20 inches riding past the mall Straight swish like a basketball I was in the trap when I got the call My nigga hit my PHONE Like he got them Oz I’m like Oh Shit it’s about to snow Block hot like summer time But it was winter time after all I was a young nigga I had it all 20 inches riding past the mall Straight swish like a basketball I was in the trap when I got the call My nigga hit my phone Like he got them Oz I’m like Oh Shit it’s about to snow Block hot like summer time But it was winter time after all Serve the geekers they come back for more In Newport News it’s casket closed All we do is saran wrap the blow And stack the dough My nigga that’s fo sho Back in 08 I ain’t rap at all And to cap it off I was in VA beach like skeet skeet Wit freak bitches right off laskin road. (True story) Nigga run up he getting clapped with the 40 And you know the plug keep them wrapped up for me These niggas broke they ain’t got no money Me I call the BANK Call me back board shorty Shorty shorty Call me back Shawty And the jewelry so gaudy Nigga oh my lordy Stay in the kitchen Man I’m A whip a holic If you need them shits My nigga just call me Pickups and dropoffs Make stops for the dough With a trunk fulla blocks Get them rocks and I roll Put the mask on watch the yopper reload One thing about it ain’t Jockin these hoes Two things about it, They knew he was bout it He moving his product up and down the road Shooters on go Give them to call and they do it for show (Bang)
I was a young nigga I had it all 20 inches riding past the mall Straight swish like a basketball I was in the trap when I got the call My nigga hit my PHONE Like he got them Oz I’m like Oh Shit it’s about to snow Block hot like summer time But it was winter time after all I was a young nigga I had it all 20 inches riding past the mall Straight swish like a basketball I was in the trap when I got the call My nigga hit my PHONE Like he got them Oz I’m like Oh Shit it’s about to snow Block hot like summer time But it was winter time after allTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.