Low Ridin (feat. Lit Yoshi)

I'm low ridin' on a hunt with a rocket launcher
And on my lap is a metal with a pocket monster
Looking bossy with a weight
And I made a bait in my system

RIP Ivy Smith
You gone but never forgotten
I'ma hold it down
Put this shit on my back
Ya heard me

Low ridin' on a hunt with a big pocket rocket
We ain't with none of that talkin' we go in your pockets
We ain't with none of that boxin' I'm bustin' your noggin
RIP to Ivy Smith was never forgotten

I do my own fuckin' hit just for sure your loss
Yeah, I had to pay the cost just to be a big boss
Head youngin records yeah you know I'm with that sport
Disrespect my brother bang I'm knockin' ya off
Pullin' up hoppin' out we choppin' 'em down
When we hopped out he got down he knownin' what that's bout

I'm the reason that he made that paranoid song
I know what's going through his mind that youngin' back home
Holdin' it down for that top you know he ain't wrong
Disrespect that fuckin' top you know that you gone
Gorrillas beaten on they chest tryna beat down your dome
It's like two something in the morning he ain't make it home

I'm out late ain't tryna play I'm getting in your face
Pull up on side em doin' a 100 we ain't tryna race
Stop this bitch right on side em and let this bitch spray
Then hit the split ya bitch we had to get away
He say he hit back what he hit the fuckin' interstate
Yeah, I pull off comfortable and smooth know how to get away

Smile on my face 'cause we made that pussy nigga lay
Go home go to sleep then we think about that fuckin' K
Low ridin' on a hunt with a big pocket rocket
We ain't with none of that talkin' we go in your pockets
We ain't with none of that boxin' I'm bustin' your noggin'
RIP to Ivy Smith was never forgotten

All the opps be talkin' shit guess I ain't kill enough
Yeah, all the dracos I done bought guess they ain't feel enough
I copped the rental for my youngins now they fillin' up
Pull on side the whip and put him down go pick your nigga up
Quick had died my momma cried that shit was funny huh

Niggas was laughin' like they don't know how I be comin' huh
Yeah, I just slimed me out a slime that nose was runnin' huh
He put in a humid on a opp he getting that money now
Niggas be talkin' bout this and that come get your shake back nigga

Before you diss me on a track come get your shake back nigga
How many times I gotta say it get your shake back nigga
I could of did it I'm on my Ivy shit I paid that
Low ridin' on a hunt with a big pocket rocket
We ain't with none of that talkin' we go in your pockets
We ain't with none of that boxin' I'm bustin' your noggin'
RIP to Ivy Smith was never forgotten

Smile on my face 'cause we made that pussy nigga lay
Go home go to sleep then we think about that fuckin'
Smile on my face, smile smile on my face
Smile on my face when I think about that fuckin' K