Hop in the Yo

You know that we come
You know that we ride

Mob Career

I go hop in the yo bitch im finna go ghost
You not my brother bitch we is not close
See im not breaking bread with you we cannot toast
Balenciaga new shoes they on low
100 shots in the whip and you know all my niggas gone shoot at whoever wherever
I trap in the snow bitch no matter the weather
Talkin down you can get plucked like a feather

You dont know me, you not my homie
Servin perkys, servin xans, bitch fuck the police
They tried to get me i aint let it happen
I hop in the boof an you know how im snappin
Say all of these niggas they steady be cappin
Run up on you an you know that im jackin

I need everything in yo pockets nigga run that shit
Talk around town, heard you a bitch, an i keep me a fully loaded stick
We slide on the ops from sun up to sun down
Walk in my trap and im smokin the loud
Shout out my migo he get me the pack from up state
Aye fudda say life is great
Word around town got the P's for the low
I aint no hoe but im taking yo hoe
I used to be dumb but i saw how life goes
I shoot at a buck an i shoot at a doe
I need you, to hear me right now
Actin this way is not makin me proud
Thinkin about all the days couldnt smile

Niggas dying, mommas crying, i cant let it happen to me
Remember when the cops had drawn down on me nigga i was scared
But when i really think about all us people we just die one day
Ongod its up to you to choose yo life dont let it flow away

I go hop in the yo bitch im finna go ghost
You not my brother bitch we is not close
See im not breaking bread with you we cannot toast
Balenciaga new shoes they on low
100 shots in the whip and you know all my niggas gone shoot at whoever wherever
I trap in the snow bitch no matter the weather
Talkin down you can get plucked like a feather



Credits
Writer(s): Jyro Rodriguez
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