Surprise
Aye
Nigga cross me once I opened my eyes
Just like they be when I shoot my fye
Should've seen them eyes when he seen that fye
Get lit like a candle like nigga Surprise
She diggin my drip
She say she love when I wear that Supreme and Louis combined
If you got my spine a nigga can't play with you
If he try
Get blew out his mind
Swing his block like a park I slide
Niggas ain't riding
Niggas be lying
Gotta whole kickstand up under the Drac
Lean to the side and shoot it in style
Sipping on lean when I walk in the bank
Finna swipe for 50
Like right now
Who tf that nigga is talkin bout bows
Broke boy still running off with ounces
In the hood with a baby like strollers and bottles
Nigga move wrong Ima pop em
See Cracc we been them niggas since elementary
Matter fact since toddlers
Aye
I know what I know
Iown speak about shit I seen
Or lie bout shit I did
Use to be 4 deep riding round in my charger
Now it's just me Kruè and my Sig
All I had nigga was my bitch
When I was fuck up locked in that pin
I need me a glock Iown care what gen
I been that nigga since Juice and Gin
To be honest Iown like to get crossed like the road
Gotta stay strapped up like a pair of Girbauds
Got a fat knot on me and this shit won't fold
Meanwhile niggas still beef over hoes
If you got my back I got yo spine fasho
Hell Naw don't beef over hoes
Hell Yea we gone stick to the code
Fuck the opps they get rolled on
Free the ones who'd get told on
That Pussy Shit
I'll Never Tell On A Nigga
On God
Nigga cross me once I opened my eyes
Just like they be when I shoot my fye
Should've seen them eyes when he seen that fye
Get lit like a candle like nigga Surprise
She diggin' my drip
She say she love when I wear that Supreme and Louis combined
If you got my spine a nigga can't play with you
If he try
Get blew out his mind
Swing his block like a park I slide
Niggas ain't riding
Niggas be lying
Gotta whole kickstand up under the Drac
Lean to the side and shoot it in style
Sipping on lean when I walk in the bank
Finna swipe for 50
Like right now
Who tf that nigga is talkin bout bows
Broke boy still running off with ounces
Nigga cross me once I opened my eyes
Just like they be when I shoot my fye
Should've seen them eyes when he seen that fye
Get lit like a candle like nigga Surprise
She diggin my drip
She say she love when I wear that Supreme and Louis combined
If you got my spine a nigga can't play with you
If he try
Get blew out his mind
Swing his block like a park I slide
Niggas ain't riding
Niggas be lying
Gotta whole kickstand up under the Drac
Lean to the side and shoot it in style
Sipping on lean when I walk in the bank
Finna swipe for 50
Like right now
Who tf that nigga is talkin bout bows
Broke boy still running off with ounces
In the hood with a baby like strollers and bottles
Nigga move wrong Ima pop em
See Cracc we been them niggas since elementary
Matter fact since toddlers
Aye
I know what I know
Iown speak about shit I seen
Or lie bout shit I did
Use to be 4 deep riding round in my charger
Now it's just me Kruè and my Sig
All I had nigga was my bitch
When I was fuck up locked in that pin
I need me a glock Iown care what gen
I been that nigga since Juice and Gin
To be honest Iown like to get crossed like the road
Gotta stay strapped up like a pair of Girbauds
Got a fat knot on me and this shit won't fold
Meanwhile niggas still beef over hoes
If you got my back I got yo spine fasho
Hell Naw don't beef over hoes
Hell Yea we gone stick to the code
Fuck the opps they get rolled on
Free the ones who'd get told on
That Pussy Shit
I'll Never Tell On A Nigga
On God
Nigga cross me once I opened my eyes
Just like they be when I shoot my fye
Should've seen them eyes when he seen that fye
Get lit like a candle like nigga Surprise
She diggin' my drip
She say she love when I wear that Supreme and Louis combined
If you got my spine a nigga can't play with you
If he try
Get blew out his mind
Swing his block like a park I slide
Niggas ain't riding
Niggas be lying
Gotta whole kickstand up under the Drac
Lean to the side and shoot it in style
Sipping on lean when I walk in the bank
Finna swipe for 50
Like right now
Who tf that nigga is talkin bout bows
Broke boy still running off with ounces
Credits
Writer(s): Tray Dudley
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