Shotgun
Je kan me vinden op de
Block block Block
Al me bitches turnt
Up up up
Pakken doekoe like
What what what
Al me niggaz op gaup
Al me bitches op gaup
Je kan me vinden op de
Block block Block
Al me bitches turnt
Up up up
Pakken doekoe like
What what what
Al me niggaz op gaup
Al me bitches op gaup
Gotta mean grin, With a big Cock
Gotta Mean 12, That's a big shot
It's in da detail
U shoulda restocked
But ya Piece failed
Now U Deep Fucked
U Deep fried, u chicken heads throwing up peace signs
But we didn't come here to be kind
No rewind, cuz it's Mevia, Sane on ya behind
See ms fatale, that's the Riot Fam
If she hit my line, then I got A Plan
Got a big can, with a bigger barrel
That's a big DAMN, brought da heavy metal
Step in quicksand
Then u bout 2 drown, no bodybags
Cuz you won't be found
Got u Big Mad, but there's Not A Sound
Not a Peep Bitch, guess U outta town
If I hear my phone ringing
There will B Smoke Bringing
There will be blood spilling
Ain't no other way Children
U fucking with real villains
About to steel millions
So get the fuck up out ya feelings, cuz we a Real Menace
Bunch a flintstones, Yabadabadoo
Brought a trench coat, thatta hold two
Two double barrel pistol grip pumps
Don't flinch chump, blast ya whole crew
By the time that they find out
That's y'all missing, chopped in pieces, food for fishes
I'm on a Vaca, eatin' delicious
Mevia & Sane, It's Vicious
Je kan me vinden op de
Block block Block
Al me bitches turnt
Up up up
Pakken doekoe like
What what what
Al me niggaz op gaup
Al me bitches op gaup
Je kan me vinden op de
Block block Block
Al me bitches turnt
Up up up
Pakken doekoe like
What what what
Al me niggaz op gaup
Al me bitches op gaup
Je kan me vinden op de block
In een whoopty
Riding shotgun
Je girl is een shooter
Back the fuck up
Zelfs je bitch is een groupie
Clit in haar mond
Als ze slikt van me snoepjes
Wap deze thots
Ben op guap
Empire state building
Shots aan de bar
Met ballonnen to the ceiling
Wankel door dis bitch
Maar ik val niet chillings
Never catch feelings
Maar ik voel je
In me
I don't make luv baby
I just have sex
Maak een heleboel Money
Waarom zoek je naar me Stack
Dat is boete
Tis respect
Ik ben zo disrespectful
Maar always say thank you
On to the next
Ik.ben gone in een flash
Baby tijd is geld
Geduld is niet iets
Wat ik voor voor je heb
Ik zeg je flat
Ow je houdt van dit
Ik hou van money, shit
Let's it get it get it get it get it
Block block Block
Al me bitches turnt
Up up up
Pakken doekoe like
What what what
Al me niggaz op gaup
Al me bitches op gaup
Je kan me vinden op de
Block block Block
Al me bitches turnt
Up up up
Pakken doekoe like
What what what
Al me niggaz op gaup
Al me bitches op gaup
Gotta mean grin, With a big Cock
Gotta Mean 12, That's a big shot
It's in da detail
U shoulda restocked
But ya Piece failed
Now U Deep Fucked
U Deep fried, u chicken heads throwing up peace signs
But we didn't come here to be kind
No rewind, cuz it's Mevia, Sane on ya behind
See ms fatale, that's the Riot Fam
If she hit my line, then I got A Plan
Got a big can, with a bigger barrel
That's a big DAMN, brought da heavy metal
Step in quicksand
Then u bout 2 drown, no bodybags
Cuz you won't be found
Got u Big Mad, but there's Not A Sound
Not a Peep Bitch, guess U outta town
If I hear my phone ringing
There will B Smoke Bringing
There will be blood spilling
Ain't no other way Children
U fucking with real villains
About to steel millions
So get the fuck up out ya feelings, cuz we a Real Menace
Bunch a flintstones, Yabadabadoo
Brought a trench coat, thatta hold two
Two double barrel pistol grip pumps
Don't flinch chump, blast ya whole crew
By the time that they find out
That's y'all missing, chopped in pieces, food for fishes
I'm on a Vaca, eatin' delicious
Mevia & Sane, It's Vicious
Je kan me vinden op de
Block block Block
Al me bitches turnt
Up up up
Pakken doekoe like
What what what
Al me niggaz op gaup
Al me bitches op gaup
Je kan me vinden op de
Block block Block
Al me bitches turnt
Up up up
Pakken doekoe like
What what what
Al me niggaz op gaup
Al me bitches op gaup
Je kan me vinden op de block
In een whoopty
Riding shotgun
Je girl is een shooter
Back the fuck up
Zelfs je bitch is een groupie
Clit in haar mond
Als ze slikt van me snoepjes
Wap deze thots
Ben op guap
Empire state building
Shots aan de bar
Met ballonnen to the ceiling
Wankel door dis bitch
Maar ik val niet chillings
Never catch feelings
Maar ik voel je
In me
I don't make luv baby
I just have sex
Maak een heleboel Money
Waarom zoek je naar me Stack
Dat is boete
Tis respect
Ik ben zo disrespectful
Maar always say thank you
On to the next
Ik.ben gone in een flash
Baby tijd is geld
Geduld is niet iets
Wat ik voor voor je heb
Ik zeg je flat
Ow je houdt van dit
Ik hou van money, shit
Let's it get it get it get it get it
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Writer(s): Josh Hones
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