The Bottoms
Gotta live it up today we ain't promised tomorrow
Fill up the 30 with hollows
I'm in the lead let em follow
Glock 23 fully auto auto yuh
Straight out the lake niggas came from the bottom
Now them boys trapping like pablo
Big chop kick johnny bravo
I'm with the gang and the mob, sopranos
I been doing me tryna maintain
Highschool came now, them niggas wanna gang bang
Straight cap no we ain't onna same thing
When it go down no u ain't finna bang bang
You ain't on shit you ain't like that
Might pull up with a fine bitch in a white jag
She ain't hitting no lick ima wife that
Fore i get her bright diamonds and a nice bag
Too cold lil bitch talking ice pack
Smoking heavy i ain't ever took a light drag
You smoking reggie like u got off the spice rack
Took a nigga whip out said ima bring it right back
Talked to God he setting me on the right path
I know niggas deep in could never get they life back
Fuck a fake bitch no i don't like cap
Imma let the chop eat him late night snack
Life on the line is you gone ride
Just let me know
I keep my nine left fake shit behind now i'm on goooo
I know some guys claiming they bout it i know they would fooold
Them niggas they hoeeessss
Gotta live it up today we ain't promised tomorrow
Fill up the 30 with hollows
I'm in the lead let em follow
Glock 23 fully auto auto yuh
Straight out the lake niggas came from the bottom
Now them boys trapping like pablo
Big chop kick johnny bravo
I'm with the gang and the mob,sopranos
Fill up the 30 with hollows
I'm in the lead let em follow
Glock 23 fully auto auto yuh
Straight out the lake niggas came from the bottom
Now them boys trapping like pablo
Big chop kick johnny bravo
I'm with the gang and the mob, sopranos
I been doing me tryna maintain
Highschool came now, them niggas wanna gang bang
Straight cap no we ain't onna same thing
When it go down no u ain't finna bang bang
You ain't on shit you ain't like that
Might pull up with a fine bitch in a white jag
She ain't hitting no lick ima wife that
Fore i get her bright diamonds and a nice bag
Too cold lil bitch talking ice pack
Smoking heavy i ain't ever took a light drag
You smoking reggie like u got off the spice rack
Took a nigga whip out said ima bring it right back
Talked to God he setting me on the right path
I know niggas deep in could never get they life back
Fuck a fake bitch no i don't like cap
Imma let the chop eat him late night snack
Life on the line is you gone ride
Just let me know
I keep my nine left fake shit behind now i'm on goooo
I know some guys claiming they bout it i know they would fooold
Them niggas they hoeeessss
Gotta live it up today we ain't promised tomorrow
Fill up the 30 with hollows
I'm in the lead let em follow
Glock 23 fully auto auto yuh
Straight out the lake niggas came from the bottom
Now them boys trapping like pablo
Big chop kick johnny bravo
I'm with the gang and the mob,sopranos
Credits
Writer(s): Oliver Villanueva
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