NYC style

I'm high as a fuck all in two lanes
Push up on me
You get left with yo boo thang
Five percent in the whip i ducking tho
I'm just ready high speed on the popo's
Oppas be dissing ain't dropping no lolo's
I be up on the drive and I lack onna low tho
I be up on the drive and I lack on the low
And you can get snapped like a photo
Seven five all on the map bitch we tryna global
Niggas be talking bout motion that shit be cap
Free all my guys in a cage laid up on a rack
It's all about how you move my guy
Sent his ass up to the moon lil guy
I don't wanna fight it ain't cool my guy
Tryna punch my face and bruise my eyes
Then heard that click
That

Now you finna die
Damn
Rip bitch
Look
Now they missing that man
All on the gram tryna mention that man
Five five sixes start bitten that man
G E T B A C K
I'm with that man
Get the drop on me
Get popped homie
Keedy shooting glocks and chops homie
And I'm shooting rite behind em it's a lock on me
Come shop, what you need
Gang got what you need
If it ain't about numbers don't talk to me
Fr



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Writer(s): Luh Fried
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