Russian Roulette
I got money, I got power, got respect with this tech
My niggas out here wildin' playin' Russian Roulette
My niggas out here wildin' playin' Russian Roulette
Russian Roulette, with niggas' heads
I got money, I got power, got respect with this tech
My niggas out here wildin', you could duck or get wet
From Chiraq to DC
we gang bang, throwin' sets
About Glory Boyz and Slutty Boyz they say this and that
But Chief Sosa and Fat Trel shooters gone handle that
It ain't nothin', bitch we buckin; light it up, candle that
We turn nothin' into somethin'
get that check, ran through that
I be shittin' on them bitches, like where my manners at?
I be in my fuckin' glory shinin' just like my watch
I be pullin' up and pullin' off in them foreign cars
I give that bitch a name if she talkin' porn star
And we got these bitches boppy,
GBE
Well, I got money, I got power, just got rid of my tech
Cause that bitch had too many bodies, just re'd up and finessed
"I got my niggas outchea wildin'
223 eat through vests
UUV hit your block, yellow tape on deck
Police investigate, my shit say heavy weight
I'm a walkin' grenade; I play with Tommies for days
I got work and it's twerkin'; I fuck your wifey on purpose
Slutty Boy
my Glory boy just smoke purple perfect
Chiraq
flirtin' with these chickens from Church's
These niggas pockets is hurtin'; heard you niggas was nervous
I'm from D-dot-C
you know my shit say SB
Fuckin' with GBE
, so how you niggas gone eat?
My niggas out here wildin' playin' Russian Roulette
My niggas out here wildin' playin' Russian Roulette
Russian Roulette, with niggas' heads
I got money, I got power, got respect with this tech
My niggas out here wildin', you could duck or get wet
From Chiraq to DC
we gang bang, throwin' sets
About Glory Boyz and Slutty Boyz they say this and that
But Chief Sosa and Fat Trel shooters gone handle that
It ain't nothin', bitch we buckin; light it up, candle that
We turn nothin' into somethin'
get that check, ran through that
I be shittin' on them bitches, like where my manners at?
I be in my fuckin' glory shinin' just like my watch
I be pullin' up and pullin' off in them foreign cars
I give that bitch a name if she talkin' porn star
And we got these bitches boppy,
GBE
Well, I got money, I got power, just got rid of my tech
Cause that bitch had too many bodies, just re'd up and finessed
"I got my niggas outchea wildin'
223 eat through vests
UUV hit your block, yellow tape on deck
Police investigate, my shit say heavy weight
I'm a walkin' grenade; I play with Tommies for days
I got work and it's twerkin'; I fuck your wifey on purpose
Slutty Boy
my Glory boy just smoke purple perfect
Chiraq
flirtin' with these chickens from Church's
These niggas pockets is hurtin'; heard you niggas was nervous
I'm from D-dot-C
you know my shit say SB
Fuckin' with GBE
, so how you niggas gone eat?
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Writer(s): Martrel Reeves
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