WYO
Told my brothers that I'm on what you on
Bitch
Imma ride for my brothers right or wrong
If I aim this choppa at yo mutha fuckin dome
Bitch
You gone hit the fuckin deck then you gone
I put that Audi in sport mode
All of my niggas we be up on go mode
I got this shit in a choke hold
Fuckin with me best believe we gone blow doe
No I can't ride around solo
Turn you to gas, sum like go lo
She wanna fuck me onna low low
She throwin it back so I send her the lo lo
Gang
Slime
Aye
Know I'm onna grind Bitch
Yeah I keep a watch but shidd Ian got no time
And I keep a couple shooters wit me know they down to ride
Treat a shootout like a playground bitch you know we gonna slide
Ice in my veins
Ice on my wrist
Shorty a stain
Might hit a lick
Shoot at yo brains
I keep me a clip
You do it for fame
I do it for rich
You niggas be lame
My niggas be lit
Shout out to gang
It's 200 shit
This shit off the brain
I came up wit this
She liking my chain
She fuckin with this
Gang
Move out the way when I ride by
And I'm killing these niggas like a drive-by
And she wanna fuck a nigga from the west side
And I came from the bottom now I'm blessed now
She do what I please
She get on her knees
I got a choppa it came wit a beam
Pull that bitch out and let that bitch sing
Told my brothers that I'm on what you on
Bitch
Imma ride for my brothers right or wrong
If I aim this choppa at yo mutha fuckin dome
Bitch
You gone hit the fuckin deck then you gone
Bitch
Imma ride for my brothers right or wrong
If I aim this choppa at yo mutha fuckin dome
Bitch
You gone hit the fuckin deck then you gone
I put that Audi in sport mode
All of my niggas we be up on go mode
I got this shit in a choke hold
Fuckin with me best believe we gone blow doe
No I can't ride around solo
Turn you to gas, sum like go lo
She wanna fuck me onna low low
She throwin it back so I send her the lo lo
Gang
Slime
Aye
Know I'm onna grind Bitch
Yeah I keep a watch but shidd Ian got no time
And I keep a couple shooters wit me know they down to ride
Treat a shootout like a playground bitch you know we gonna slide
Ice in my veins
Ice on my wrist
Shorty a stain
Might hit a lick
Shoot at yo brains
I keep me a clip
You do it for fame
I do it for rich
You niggas be lame
My niggas be lit
Shout out to gang
It's 200 shit
This shit off the brain
I came up wit this
She liking my chain
She fuckin with this
Gang
Move out the way when I ride by
And I'm killing these niggas like a drive-by
And she wanna fuck a nigga from the west side
And I came from the bottom now I'm blessed now
She do what I please
She get on her knees
I got a choppa it came wit a beam
Pull that bitch out and let that bitch sing
Told my brothers that I'm on what you on
Bitch
Imma ride for my brothers right or wrong
If I aim this choppa at yo mutha fuckin dome
Bitch
You gone hit the fuckin deck then you gone
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Writer(s): Daquan Griffin
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