Road Race
Gang shit neva lame shit
Vinny Bands in this Bitch
I'm the reason why these niggas wanna live lavish neva forget
48205 shit, slatt shit man (why he do that)
Runnin' to the money like a road race
Run up you a dummy catch a body that's a cold case
You ain't really wit it touch me it's gone be a cold day
Posted on the block wit all my niggas where we sold yae
Time to hit the jeweler yea I'm bussin down the whole face
All I want is benjis Ian worried bout what hos say
Ion do the cappin' if it's static let the poles spray
I need a milly' I could never stop until the bros straight
See me out they say I keep the bitch I'm on face busted in her mouth
I left yo baby wit bold taste king of the jungle fuck a crown
I need a gold kay I do it for my fam you just do it for the hos sake
Boy we trap for real you was trappin
And u sold shake gettin racks for real off them birdys
When we sold weight you know that I'm Gucci nigga peep
Wat all my clothes say you had it in yo prime now u broke u just a closed bank
Smashin in the Audi I got road rage diamonds in my bezel
They remind me of the Stone Age free all my dawgs matter fact
Open the whole cage and nigga fuck yo brother nigga
I'll getcho bros slayed
Runnin' to the money like a road race
Run up you a dummy catch a body that's a cold case
You ain't really wit it touch me it's gone be a cold day
Posted on the block wit all my niggas where we sold yae
Time to hit the jeweler yea I'm bussin down the whole face
All I want is benjis Ian worried bout what hos say
Ion do the cappin' if it's static let the poles spray
I need a milly' I could never stop until the bros straight
I don't know what it is but
These niggas be upset never have no snakes around me
'Less them bitches on my neck play it foul where we at
I'm callin ref up wit the tec 1500 hunnid for these spikes
That I just punched up out the set anotha band on the fit
And I ain't even fully dressed tell a pussy not to push me
Feel like 50 with the vest how these niggas hatin on me
Ian even made it yet like a barber line u up and tell yo brotha
That he next how these niggas speakin on me
They ain't neva seen a check try 3 miles in my shoes
Bitch that's 500 a step Same niggas you respect same niggas
I done pressed she like who you think you is
I told her Jesus in the flesh marry
Jane and Percocet got me higher than a jet
Nigga try me in this bitch they gettin Shot
That's on the the set lavish Sean got the 9
Ian gotta break a sweat smack a nigga in his shit like jody did evet
Vinny Bands in this Bitch
I'm the reason why these niggas wanna live lavish neva forget
48205 shit, slatt shit man (why he do that)
Runnin' to the money like a road race
Run up you a dummy catch a body that's a cold case
You ain't really wit it touch me it's gone be a cold day
Posted on the block wit all my niggas where we sold yae
Time to hit the jeweler yea I'm bussin down the whole face
All I want is benjis Ian worried bout what hos say
Ion do the cappin' if it's static let the poles spray
I need a milly' I could never stop until the bros straight
See me out they say I keep the bitch I'm on face busted in her mouth
I left yo baby wit bold taste king of the jungle fuck a crown
I need a gold kay I do it for my fam you just do it for the hos sake
Boy we trap for real you was trappin
And u sold shake gettin racks for real off them birdys
When we sold weight you know that I'm Gucci nigga peep
Wat all my clothes say you had it in yo prime now u broke u just a closed bank
Smashin in the Audi I got road rage diamonds in my bezel
They remind me of the Stone Age free all my dawgs matter fact
Open the whole cage and nigga fuck yo brother nigga
I'll getcho bros slayed
Runnin' to the money like a road race
Run up you a dummy catch a body that's a cold case
You ain't really wit it touch me it's gone be a cold day
Posted on the block wit all my niggas where we sold yae
Time to hit the jeweler yea I'm bussin down the whole face
All I want is benjis Ian worried bout what hos say
Ion do the cappin' if it's static let the poles spray
I need a milly' I could never stop until the bros straight
I don't know what it is but
These niggas be upset never have no snakes around me
'Less them bitches on my neck play it foul where we at
I'm callin ref up wit the tec 1500 hunnid for these spikes
That I just punched up out the set anotha band on the fit
And I ain't even fully dressed tell a pussy not to push me
Feel like 50 with the vest how these niggas hatin on me
Ian even made it yet like a barber line u up and tell yo brotha
That he next how these niggas speakin on me
They ain't neva seen a check try 3 miles in my shoes
Bitch that's 500 a step Same niggas you respect same niggas
I done pressed she like who you think you is
I told her Jesus in the flesh marry
Jane and Percocet got me higher than a jet
Nigga try me in this bitch they gettin Shot
That's on the the set lavish Sean got the 9
Ian gotta break a sweat smack a nigga in his shit like jody did evet
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Writer(s): Vinny Bands
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