Hittah (Intro)

Yeah we ridn till the wheel fall off
Even after that I'm slapn the spare on look
Yeah im ridin till the wheel fall off

7 inch taurus yeah I got it on me
Heavy on the finger with the beam for the friends that are plotting on me
He crossed my dawg so I lined 'em up
Aint no barber but Ill fade you up
These hoes keep blowing up my phone I ain't picking up
Trust issues reason why this magazine is well issued
Never speak about another man when he ain't around
Boii slipt a name socked em in his fuckn mouth
Condone sucka shit and you ah sucka too
My loyalty ain't questionable when you on the team
My stories are memories when yours are make believe
We was trowing hands on the way to court
Came back and we trew them more
Sent a kite to the 700th floor
Spoke to smalls he was hurting
He took an L man they washed 'em up
Dude got outa pocket so he lit 'em up



Credits
Writer(s): Boii E
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