Never

What is that OG's BG's
OG's are original gangsters (Original gangsters)
And Bg's
Bg's Is baby gangsters (Baby Gangster)
(Baby gangster) Im a bg
And your proud of the fact that your a blood
Yup
But you're proud of the fact that you're a blood? Why is that?
Why? Because im down! Im down for it

Niggas Be Dying Mouth Open All That Yappin
Stay in them mirrors I can't let a nigga catch me out here lacking
Just popped out a couple days ago I thought I needed practice
Aint even see his body drop I watched the news to see what happen

This shit a joke they think we playing
Like we dont pop out at every chance
Im out in public with a choppa in my pants
My lil' fuzin' so advanced
I seen him Seventeen A hundred bands
And I then seen him put that pistol on your mans

We ride in something you'll rent
Today its fishbowl tomorrow tint (That Widebody)
Its four of us two hundred shots behind this bitch
Pre-roll a opp we getting lit
Right now im on my way we on that tip
Fishtail the whip you hear them shots?
A nigga hit (I Never Miss)

Just closed the door on something lovely in the safe
A year straight from day to day was pulling thousands out the bank
A Headbanger ill split yo whole face about a chain
You gone respect this shit know niggas die for playing with my name (YOP)

They hit they lights and niggas fled
The boogeyman it be the niggas scared of me that want me dead
Im Eighty-Deuce until I die and everything I see is red
I fell inlove with the streets but they keep tryna take my head
(They Can't Get It)

We ride around this bitch with drake
They think cause they moved 40 minutes out the way them niggas safe
You see the year? Them niggas still aint caught a body niggas late
I know a nigga who ah snatch you out yo body for some rank
(He want his rank Nigga)

Niggas be acting like a whole different nigga
Any time you see me out I'm with a whole bunch of killas
Broad day mask on finger wrapped around them triggers
Pure pressure bitch them greenlights aint never make a difference

We get on niggas ass quick and break the dashboard
Keep askin me why we hopped on they ass cause they asked for it
I wish I could've seen they face when we smashed fourty
But that's some shit they aint gone talk about cause thats a sad story

I got one-eighty on the dash im tryna hit the top
Now why the fuck would you leave out your house if you aint got no glock
A nigga better have a helmet riding down my block
We parking whips with shit thats from the army this is not in stock

This aint fucking no stock nigga
Aint no stock gun bitch
Nigga yall aint got the shit we got
We riding around this bitch hundred rounds
Seventy-five rounds all type of shit we dont even use them beams nigga
We around this bitch parking shit forreal



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Writer(s): 7mile Nutty
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