BGE Anthem, Pt. 2
Got it on me and I'm planning to shoot
Gang signs throwing hands out the roof
Knock a nigga out his Canada goose
Woof
Big Dog
Bitch made nigga knock his wig off
My niggas got pieces like jigsaws
My niggas got clips it's Pixar
I could move zips In a zip car
Who'd thought I make it this far
Blood
Sweat
No tears no fears no cares
Same niggas for years no peers
Well rounded in my circle nigga no squares
Told keys kill em all shit I don't care
Dissin on the mobb get you nowhere
I'm chillin in the block and you nowhere
When them gussies on the block you can't go there
Jiggy nigga in a drop top you a shotta get ya locks popped like fuck a knock knock shit tonight we gon make ya block hot
My amigos slide no cha cha
Cupid shuffle with these hoes bro I got no feelings
They wasn't there i was dope dealin
Got it out the mud bitch I'm 4 wheelin
Hollow tips I call em soul sealers
My shooters bus like the old Steeler
Young face old soul niggas hate with no goals it get no realer
Bitches too
I'd be in the trap if I didn't rap
I heard that time is money
So them 9-5 hours get em back
Bc I know our time is coming
Usually round this time I'm hunting
Jackboy season is coming
I'm taking plates I'm hungry
Been sleeping all summer I'm grumpy
Funny
Niggas is stand ups
Pass to the shooter he scoring a bucket on any nigga tryna man up
Don't get jammed up
I fucked ya bitch nigga and what
Do something
Tool dumpin
30 clip wit a kick and the bitch came with a R2 button
Who buggin
Gang signs throwing hands out the roof
Knock a nigga out his Canada goose
Woof
Big Dog
Bitch made nigga knock his wig off
My niggas got pieces like jigsaws
My niggas got clips it's Pixar
I could move zips In a zip car
Who'd thought I make it this far
Blood
Sweat
No tears no fears no cares
Same niggas for years no peers
Well rounded in my circle nigga no squares
Told keys kill em all shit I don't care
Dissin on the mobb get you nowhere
I'm chillin in the block and you nowhere
When them gussies on the block you can't go there
Jiggy nigga in a drop top you a shotta get ya locks popped like fuck a knock knock shit tonight we gon make ya block hot
My amigos slide no cha cha
Cupid shuffle with these hoes bro I got no feelings
They wasn't there i was dope dealin
Got it out the mud bitch I'm 4 wheelin
Hollow tips I call em soul sealers
My shooters bus like the old Steeler
Young face old soul niggas hate with no goals it get no realer
Bitches too
I'd be in the trap if I didn't rap
I heard that time is money
So them 9-5 hours get em back
Bc I know our time is coming
Usually round this time I'm hunting
Jackboy season is coming
I'm taking plates I'm hungry
Been sleeping all summer I'm grumpy
Funny
Niggas is stand ups
Pass to the shooter he scoring a bucket on any nigga tryna man up
Don't get jammed up
I fucked ya bitch nigga and what
Do something
Tool dumpin
30 clip wit a kick and the bitch came with a R2 button
Who buggin
Credits
Writer(s): Jevon Peets
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