Yesterday
I'ma knock a nigga off if they play with cider
Nigga play with that dime gotta I'm a fan of chopper
A nigga get out of line I'ma pop his head
Miss cool side by side looking like rock and red
Each end we drop the fan in a rock and rive
Nigga if you ever disrespect my squad then you 'bout to die
Even if I speak fast I never told a lie
I hit a nigga block wise well we gonna leave it dry
I'ma red is he a blue we like double dragons
He drop the douce I drop the douce we fuck the couple batwings
Just made 20 while I'm counting on my last win ask him
If I compare twins than we passed it
I'm a whole good at doing Molly dip and dabble
So much money in my jeans that's why I saggle
Money having that's why we got the bitches dip and dabbling
There ain't no grabbling we got sticks in move packages
I fuck with sandwiches me and my niggas here think activism
Walk in the club with that poke he ain't checking us
The Whitehouse off that blow they attacking us
Just got 'em going on that role it's miraculous
Say that's 20 for 'em blues that you found yesterday
Hell yeah I got 'em now 'bout to send 'em out the way
When my dog call we go throw a hood doctor Jay
If a nigga get out of line he gonna loose his life today
Set a line said I'm drunk now perch to their face
Put a stock on a chop take the jerk out the cake
Look take it too long extra work for my wait
Turn around stay this day I put sixty in my safe
Another fifty came and I had to put in the bank
My niggas smoke just walk down got a bag full of drank
Make a nigga bay mama snorting cocaine
Landtop ass so good started soul train land me
I stick I got no thirty so you knew that I ain't mad
All these diamonds on that nigga fuck around and go blind
Nigga try and reach for mine we goin' see what's on your mind
How these niggas had they hairy and that jury in the pond
All these niggas got 'em bustle like we on our way to prom
Is this scuba and a dime we be 75 a line
Let my foe five became my drink out with wine
Yeah Scooby left his chopper but I still rock with mine
Let a hand on a dime you goin' die while you trying
And no nigga ever impressed me if they told you that they lying
And a sip as best a pop for away you will get dropped
Or talk with that black burn messy with a trop
Say it's 20 with 'em blues that you found yesterday
Hell yeah I got 'em now I'm 'bout to send 'em out the way
When my dog call we go throw a hood doctor Jay
If a nigga get out of line he gonna loose his life today
Nigga play with that dime gotta I'm a fan of chopper
A nigga get out of line I'ma pop his head
Miss cool side by side looking like rock and red
Each end we drop the fan in a rock and rive
Nigga if you ever disrespect my squad then you 'bout to die
Even if I speak fast I never told a lie
I hit a nigga block wise well we gonna leave it dry
I'ma red is he a blue we like double dragons
He drop the douce I drop the douce we fuck the couple batwings
Just made 20 while I'm counting on my last win ask him
If I compare twins than we passed it
I'm a whole good at doing Molly dip and dabble
So much money in my jeans that's why I saggle
Money having that's why we got the bitches dip and dabbling
There ain't no grabbling we got sticks in move packages
I fuck with sandwiches me and my niggas here think activism
Walk in the club with that poke he ain't checking us
The Whitehouse off that blow they attacking us
Just got 'em going on that role it's miraculous
Say that's 20 for 'em blues that you found yesterday
Hell yeah I got 'em now 'bout to send 'em out the way
When my dog call we go throw a hood doctor Jay
If a nigga get out of line he gonna loose his life today
Set a line said I'm drunk now perch to their face
Put a stock on a chop take the jerk out the cake
Look take it too long extra work for my wait
Turn around stay this day I put sixty in my safe
Another fifty came and I had to put in the bank
My niggas smoke just walk down got a bag full of drank
Make a nigga bay mama snorting cocaine
Landtop ass so good started soul train land me
I stick I got no thirty so you knew that I ain't mad
All these diamonds on that nigga fuck around and go blind
Nigga try and reach for mine we goin' see what's on your mind
How these niggas had they hairy and that jury in the pond
All these niggas got 'em bustle like we on our way to prom
Is this scuba and a dime we be 75 a line
Let my foe five became my drink out with wine
Yeah Scooby left his chopper but I still rock with mine
Let a hand on a dime you goin' die while you trying
And no nigga ever impressed me if they told you that they lying
And a sip as best a pop for away you will get dropped
Or talk with that black burn messy with a trop
Say it's 20 with 'em blues that you found yesterday
Hell yeah I got 'em now I'm 'bout to send 'em out the way
When my dog call we go throw a hood doctor Jay
If a nigga get out of line he gonna loose his life today
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Writer(s): Asa Hartfield
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