11th Form
Yeah
Lights flashing we cutting up
These bottles they not enough
Only family surrounding us
Nobody ain't high as us
I take the dusse and fill my cup
Remove the guts and roll my blunt
The only way to go is up
If you ain't tribe i don't give a
All my niggas be on go
Some clean with a glock
Others mean with a mop
Lead so hot, yeah this ain't a prop
We bout our dollars
That's the cream of the crop
I was in the uk spending pounds
Now i'm back at the crib trying to get it now
Might hit up new york and go up town
And go to la just to come back down
When the bread start coming in
I put gold on my wrist just for the arthritis
Pick my own accessories
Days i don't shew next to me
Why even have a stylist?
Why be modest if we them
If looks could kill we'll be them hitters
Some niggas bitter
Should've never bit the apple
False knowledge may be the one that end ya
Never question my sanity
They don't want me to have my peace
Niggas talk that loud shit
But they can't even stand with me
Now that i'm up the outsiders can't even hang with me
Be careful who you let in your circle
I trust my family
Lights flashing we cutting up
These bottles they not enough
Only family surrounding us
Nobody ain't high as us
I take the dusse and fill my cup
Remove the guts and roll my blunt
The only way to go is up
If you ain't tribe I don't give a
Ouuu
Ouuu (catch me outside)
Ouuu
Ouuu (catch me outside)
Ouuu
Ouuu
Ouuu
Ouuu
Catch me outside
Good energy
No sympathy
Is the only way describe
Our tendencies for an enemy is let them be they'll be right
No one is a threat unless you come for my neck
I don't care about a set
I don't care what you rep
My gang is forever
Don't you forget we south florida lil bitch
Y'all ain't fucking with us
Get with the program
Here in the south
We don't throw hands
Ain't no shawty lo
We don't say hello
Niggas carry poles
If you see your mans, let him go fam
I seen plenty bodies laying on the ground but
Long as my people safe then everything is sound
Never question my sanity
They don't want me to have my peace
Niggas talk that loud shit
But they can't even handle me
Now that i"m up the outsiders can't even stand with me
Be careful who you let in your circle
I trust my family
Lights flashing we cutting up
These bottles they not enough
Only family surrounding us
Nobody ain't high as us
I take the dusse and fill my cup
Remove the guts and roll my blunt
The only way to go is up
If you ain't tribe i don't give a
Lights flashing we cutting up
These bottles they not enough
Only family surrounding us
Nobody ain't high as us
I take the dusse and fill my cup
Remove the guts and roll my blunt
The only way to go is up
If you ain't tribe i don't give a
All my niggas be on go
Some clean with a glock
Others mean with a mop
Lead so hot, yeah this ain't a prop
We bout our dollars
That's the cream of the crop
I was in the uk spending pounds
Now i'm back at the crib trying to get it now
Might hit up new york and go up town
And go to la just to come back down
When the bread start coming in
I put gold on my wrist just for the arthritis
Pick my own accessories
Days i don't shew next to me
Why even have a stylist?
Why be modest if we them
If looks could kill we'll be them hitters
Some niggas bitter
Should've never bit the apple
False knowledge may be the one that end ya
Never question my sanity
They don't want me to have my peace
Niggas talk that loud shit
But they can't even stand with me
Now that i'm up the outsiders can't even hang with me
Be careful who you let in your circle
I trust my family
Lights flashing we cutting up
These bottles they not enough
Only family surrounding us
Nobody ain't high as us
I take the dusse and fill my cup
Remove the guts and roll my blunt
The only way to go is up
If you ain't tribe I don't give a
Ouuu
Ouuu (catch me outside)
Ouuu
Ouuu (catch me outside)
Ouuu
Ouuu
Ouuu
Ouuu
Catch me outside
Good energy
No sympathy
Is the only way describe
Our tendencies for an enemy is let them be they'll be right
No one is a threat unless you come for my neck
I don't care about a set
I don't care what you rep
My gang is forever
Don't you forget we south florida lil bitch
Y'all ain't fucking with us
Get with the program
Here in the south
We don't throw hands
Ain't no shawty lo
We don't say hello
Niggas carry poles
If you see your mans, let him go fam
I seen plenty bodies laying on the ground but
Long as my people safe then everything is sound
Never question my sanity
They don't want me to have my peace
Niggas talk that loud shit
But they can't even handle me
Now that i"m up the outsiders can't even stand with me
Be careful who you let in your circle
I trust my family
Lights flashing we cutting up
These bottles they not enough
Only family surrounding us
Nobody ain't high as us
I take the dusse and fill my cup
Remove the guts and roll my blunt
The only way to go is up
If you ain't tribe i don't give a
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Writer(s): Brandon Hill
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