Drive (feat. Riccy DeLeon)
Like fuck I gotta change my degrees
So I don't fuck up my drive
I keep a spare in the trunk
And then a piece on my side
Yea she shifting my gears
I love the way that she ride
You wanna take a rest stop
That's in a couple a miles
Imma have to cut her off
She started talking bout aisles
How she really wanna walk one
Then she wanted a child
I told her baby hit the brakes
Why you acting so wild
Have to put it in her face
Then I bust at her smile
Imma killer cold case
Man they loving my style
Tryna come for a crown
Guess I'm feeling entitled
Leave you niggas on the ground
Cause I'm feeling unrivaled
My work body of the truth
Tattoo words of the bible
This the spirit of the youth
Lord take care of my trials
And a snake in the crew
Cause I know that they hiding
Always one in the clique
Man they quick to be silent
And I'm rolling in this bitch
My twelve niggas is wilding
Cause I'm poppin off the rip ya
See me talking slick ya)
Say you bout that stick talk
Fuck around get hit ya
We be in the mix ya
Need the pipe I'll fix ya
Didn't even gas me up
Cause I know I'm the shit ya
Aye
Aye pass me my bottle real quick
No no stop sipping my shit
Then take yo broke ass home then
Bitch fuck you
I ain't sipping on nobody else's potion
Fuck around and get some money
Like you posed to
Rearrange the scenery
When imma flow through
Ride around whipping a Camry
Like a ghost oooh
LA fast times on the westside
On the five
Going south for the last time
Two times too much for the city
Three after parties
And not one of them pretty
But it's true lil shawty I'm nasty
They straight lied
When they said I lie classy
I'm not shy
Just haven't spoken for the last week
It's all good
Cause she like it when I'm raspy
New H. Gatsby
We party in the backstreets
Butane hash sheets
Wax and the fat sheets
I don't even smoke
But Uno just brought the best shit
Best chicks
Breathless
Got my ass dancing
It go left right left right swerve
Chingy and a drink
That's my shit right thurrr
Bit on my neck like a fucking viper
I spill my drink just to get beside her
I'd rather really go and fill up my cup
Too much lights on
Bitch it's like dusk
I'm feeling dead the liquor been hitting tough
Threw away the memories
Cause I don't give a fuck
Now y'all know what it is
Me and my boy Riccy
Man we bout to run the biz
We some young niggas
Tryna get up out our mama's cribs
And we acting hella childish
The girls they love the kids
Niggas pulling out they best stuff
Nobody could test us
I crossface beats
I been killing like a wrestler
Niggas know we next up
They could only catch up
These niggas toast
Imma only leave the bread crumbs
So I don't fuck up my drive
I keep a spare in the trunk
And then a piece on my side
Yea she shifting my gears
I love the way that she ride
You wanna take a rest stop
That's in a couple a miles
Imma have to cut her off
She started talking bout aisles
How she really wanna walk one
Then she wanted a child
I told her baby hit the brakes
Why you acting so wild
Have to put it in her face
Then I bust at her smile
Imma killer cold case
Man they loving my style
Tryna come for a crown
Guess I'm feeling entitled
Leave you niggas on the ground
Cause I'm feeling unrivaled
My work body of the truth
Tattoo words of the bible
This the spirit of the youth
Lord take care of my trials
And a snake in the crew
Cause I know that they hiding
Always one in the clique
Man they quick to be silent
And I'm rolling in this bitch
My twelve niggas is wilding
Cause I'm poppin off the rip ya
See me talking slick ya)
Say you bout that stick talk
Fuck around get hit ya
We be in the mix ya
Need the pipe I'll fix ya
Didn't even gas me up
Cause I know I'm the shit ya
Aye
Aye pass me my bottle real quick
No no stop sipping my shit
Then take yo broke ass home then
Bitch fuck you
I ain't sipping on nobody else's potion
Fuck around and get some money
Like you posed to
Rearrange the scenery
When imma flow through
Ride around whipping a Camry
Like a ghost oooh
LA fast times on the westside
On the five
Going south for the last time
Two times too much for the city
Three after parties
And not one of them pretty
But it's true lil shawty I'm nasty
They straight lied
When they said I lie classy
I'm not shy
Just haven't spoken for the last week
It's all good
Cause she like it when I'm raspy
New H. Gatsby
We party in the backstreets
Butane hash sheets
Wax and the fat sheets
I don't even smoke
But Uno just brought the best shit
Best chicks
Breathless
Got my ass dancing
It go left right left right swerve
Chingy and a drink
That's my shit right thurrr
Bit on my neck like a fucking viper
I spill my drink just to get beside her
I'd rather really go and fill up my cup
Too much lights on
Bitch it's like dusk
I'm feeling dead the liquor been hitting tough
Threw away the memories
Cause I don't give a fuck
Now y'all know what it is
Me and my boy Riccy
Man we bout to run the biz
We some young niggas
Tryna get up out our mama's cribs
And we acting hella childish
The girls they love the kids
Niggas pulling out they best stuff
Nobody could test us
I crossface beats
I been killing like a wrestler
Niggas know we next up
They could only catch up
These niggas toast
Imma only leave the bread crumbs
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Writer(s): Nigel Archer
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