Drive Bys

Yeah I miss my babies alot
I just wish i could get a little close the heaven gates
All the hot shit that me and my brothers was doing
We just trying to live life a better way
Some niggas had switched on me but Im a savage you know I cant think on it everyday
So I just get high off the mary jane
Stack it to the sky so the family straight
If I hit the hitters you know they gone get you
If I tell them do it they do it for me
Imma kill for my brother cause I know when its time to ride
My brother he shooting for me
It probably aint got shit to do with money
We taking you out if you moving funny
When I get the drop on your block and I come and rock out
It aint got shit to do with honey

Yeah Yeah
Cant get enough bands
Got a little bit of cheese and a heart now he thinking he a tough man
You don't wanna bump heads
You can feel how you feel if its up then its stuck thats enough said
I done dropped enough red
I can triple up bodies but I just wanna go triple up bread
I'm high as fuck thats enough meds
But don't think I'm lacking off drugs
Cause bitch I'll bust lead
Better watch who you talk to
We aint doing drive bys
We pull up we hop out and we walk through
Draco catch a nigga
Stay strapped with a blick nah i aint gonna wrestle with you
But what you gotta know I got hands
I'll beat a nigga ass and I stone cold flex niggas
And they dont know who next nigga
Cause Im playing checkers not chess with you
Just dont let them touch on you
Always be aware so they dont get the ups on you
Them hoes just wanna fuck on you
They fuck everybody its not just the luck on you
Dont let her bluff on you
Cause when you was broke that bitch aint have a crush on you
Come here bitch let me bust on you
This just for the night I aint putting no trust on you

Mafia Mafia Mafia

Yeah I miss my babies alot
I just wish i could get a little close the heaven gates
All the hot shit that me and my brothers was doing
We just trying to live life a better way
Some niggas had switched on me but
I'm a savage you know I cant think on it every day
So I just get high off the mary jane
Stack it to the sky so the family straight
If I hit the hitters you know they gone get you
If I tell them do it they do it for me
Imma kill for my brother cause I know when its time to ride
My brother he shooting for me
It probably aint got shit to do with money
We taking you out if you moving funny
When I get the drop on your block and I come and rock out
It aint got shit to do with honey



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Writer(s): Devin Lloyd
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