24/7
I'm on that block all night all day
Bitch on dicks say all you wanna do I just trap trap
G-twenty one brodie toting a blackjack
Streets look like duck duck goose now these niggas Aflac
I'm on the highway two g-locks and they loaded
Real dope boy shit making hits in the open
I'm really living that life I was chosen
I'm the realest one it I know it
My young niggas banging that iron they ain't go to the league
You want that work gone give it to me
In the forty eight thuggin just me juice and Jieh
Drop buckets put niggas on tees
You want that paper you gotta stay down when it's slow
Cross that line green light it's a go
Dumb ass got cracked cause he made him a post
Get up on that shit brodie like to get close
I'm in the projects feet up feel like a Kingpin
Thuggin like youngboy brodie like Ben ten
Free the Smackas my niggas get money and spin bends
Niggas ain't on shit niggas just blend in
Young nigga move that dope bitch I did that
Young nigga he drop buckets as get back
Don't compare me to none of these niggas that's mismatch
My niggas come through fuck up the kick back
G-nineteen so smooth bitch it barely got kick back
I'm a pimp I break a bitch down like a Kit Kat
Im a hustler I know hot to stack it I been that
Real street nigga bitch I really live that
We getting money now why would I go back
Fendi moose knuckle Burberry my coat rack
These niggas fucked up down bad they ain't got no cash
Trying to keep up he got designer with no swag
Drop buckets we fleeing the crime scene
Dej loaf let one these young niggas try me
Upping the glizzy them young niggas high knee
Popping that champagne we ball hard for the homies
All white diamonds I want me a Rollie
Stay down trap hard I'm too focused
Grave night shift trap ain't closing
I'm on that block all night all day
Bitch on dicks say all you wanna do I just trap trap
G-twenty one brodie toting a blackjack
Streets look like duck duck goose now these niggas Aflac
I'm on the highway two g-locks and they loaded
Real dope boy shit making hits in the open
I'm really living that life I was chosen
I'm the realest one it I know it
My young niggas banging that iron they ain't go to the league
You want that work gone give it to me
In the forty eight thuggin just me juice and Jieh
Drop buckets put niggas on tees
You want that paper you gotta stay down when it's slow
Cross that line green light it's a go
Dumb ass got cracked cause he made him a post
Get up on that shit brodie like to get close
Bitch on dicks say all you wanna do I just trap trap
G-twenty one brodie toting a blackjack
Streets look like duck duck goose now these niggas Aflac
I'm on the highway two g-locks and they loaded
Real dope boy shit making hits in the open
I'm really living that life I was chosen
I'm the realest one it I know it
My young niggas banging that iron they ain't go to the league
You want that work gone give it to me
In the forty eight thuggin just me juice and Jieh
Drop buckets put niggas on tees
You want that paper you gotta stay down when it's slow
Cross that line green light it's a go
Dumb ass got cracked cause he made him a post
Get up on that shit brodie like to get close
I'm in the projects feet up feel like a Kingpin
Thuggin like youngboy brodie like Ben ten
Free the Smackas my niggas get money and spin bends
Niggas ain't on shit niggas just blend in
Young nigga move that dope bitch I did that
Young nigga he drop buckets as get back
Don't compare me to none of these niggas that's mismatch
My niggas come through fuck up the kick back
G-nineteen so smooth bitch it barely got kick back
I'm a pimp I break a bitch down like a Kit Kat
Im a hustler I know hot to stack it I been that
Real street nigga bitch I really live that
We getting money now why would I go back
Fendi moose knuckle Burberry my coat rack
These niggas fucked up down bad they ain't got no cash
Trying to keep up he got designer with no swag
Drop buckets we fleeing the crime scene
Dej loaf let one these young niggas try me
Upping the glizzy them young niggas high knee
Popping that champagne we ball hard for the homies
All white diamonds I want me a Rollie
Stay down trap hard I'm too focused
Grave night shift trap ain't closing
I'm on that block all night all day
Bitch on dicks say all you wanna do I just trap trap
G-twenty one brodie toting a blackjack
Streets look like duck duck goose now these niggas Aflac
I'm on the highway two g-locks and they loaded
Real dope boy shit making hits in the open
I'm really living that life I was chosen
I'm the realest one it I know it
My young niggas banging that iron they ain't go to the league
You want that work gone give it to me
In the forty eight thuggin just me juice and Jieh
Drop buckets put niggas on tees
You want that paper you gotta stay down when it's slow
Cross that line green light it's a go
Dumb ass got cracked cause he made him a post
Get up on that shit brodie like to get close
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Writer(s): Bankroll Shawty
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