XXL (freestyle)
Hit the argosy need 7
Hit the block n I got my weapon
Big magnum for my protection
I hate arguing wit my celly
They say real eyes gone realize
I been OG 4 25
When I rap streets come alive
On the beat yeah I be a vibe
My own man so I will slide
Nigga fuxk you and ya top 5
Know some niggas down for homicides
We gone slide outside
My own life guard at the pool I got my Glizzy tucked
Niggas say they want beef but they ain't tryna bang wit us
Send some shots, oh you want some smoke, well I'll smoke ya up
Kilt his ass he in wood call him angel dust
My niggas some savages
Fresh out that cage n snatching shit
Bitches wanna suck us up
Cuz they know we top notch with this
If you wanna beef wit us
We can get it started then
All my niggas hard body
Strapped up with that iron man
We gone slides to canes box combo
Hit 270 then I go
Police right behind me pulled me over
Asked why go so fast for
102 up on that dash in a 65 why he fly tho
Two woods hella stuff in this jeep and i call it gelato
He already asked about the smoke so why I even lie for
Wouldn't you know it he kept it G and let me and gang go
Enjoy life two times for Monte for bro I live that motto
One day i be famous fuck bad bitch better than a model
Bitches come around cuz they so thirsty Jay bandz got the bottle
Hit that bitch then kicked her out the whip now she hit the waddle
Counting bandz when I wake up what I been doin for awhile
Live life for those who gone that's why I gotta stay wit a smile
Took a Walk up in my shoes but you couldnt even run the mile
Say you never told but tell me how you beat the trial
Niggas bitches and already know they just in denial
Brodie got the glocks wit beams that's why we call em meek Myles
Hop in my Jeep truck n roam the land like range rover
So much money in my pants it start to flow ova
When I rap on the beat they gotta start my damn verse ova
Rap real knowledge but Don't compare me hova
After I nut in my bitch then I gotta roll over
She be mad cuz she was wanna fuck over and over
I Told her hold on i need a drink of my damn cola
After I fuck I gotta smoke to restart my motor
Y'all be tryna skip the struggle where you know to become a man
Jay bandzzz stay ten toes and did his dance
Start my own brand but nun like Vince McMahon
Fuck wit me you the one gone need praying hands
Luh shorty wanna fuck
She found out I made a name
Told her hop up in the back of thunderbee and give me brain
She like the strokes say they make her go insane
I light the blunt of Mary Jane
It's weekend so time to Play the game
Hit the block n I got my weapon
Big magnum for my protection
I hate arguing wit my celly
They say real eyes gone realize
I been OG 4 25
When I rap streets come alive
On the beat yeah I be a vibe
My own man so I will slide
Nigga fuxk you and ya top 5
Know some niggas down for homicides
We gone slide outside
My own life guard at the pool I got my Glizzy tucked
Niggas say they want beef but they ain't tryna bang wit us
Send some shots, oh you want some smoke, well I'll smoke ya up
Kilt his ass he in wood call him angel dust
My niggas some savages
Fresh out that cage n snatching shit
Bitches wanna suck us up
Cuz they know we top notch with this
If you wanna beef wit us
We can get it started then
All my niggas hard body
Strapped up with that iron man
We gone slides to canes box combo
Hit 270 then I go
Police right behind me pulled me over
Asked why go so fast for
102 up on that dash in a 65 why he fly tho
Two woods hella stuff in this jeep and i call it gelato
He already asked about the smoke so why I even lie for
Wouldn't you know it he kept it G and let me and gang go
Enjoy life two times for Monte for bro I live that motto
One day i be famous fuck bad bitch better than a model
Bitches come around cuz they so thirsty Jay bandz got the bottle
Hit that bitch then kicked her out the whip now she hit the waddle
Counting bandz when I wake up what I been doin for awhile
Live life for those who gone that's why I gotta stay wit a smile
Took a Walk up in my shoes but you couldnt even run the mile
Say you never told but tell me how you beat the trial
Niggas bitches and already know they just in denial
Brodie got the glocks wit beams that's why we call em meek Myles
Hop in my Jeep truck n roam the land like range rover
So much money in my pants it start to flow ova
When I rap on the beat they gotta start my damn verse ova
Rap real knowledge but Don't compare me hova
After I nut in my bitch then I gotta roll over
She be mad cuz she was wanna fuck over and over
I Told her hold on i need a drink of my damn cola
After I fuck I gotta smoke to restart my motor
Y'all be tryna skip the struggle where you know to become a man
Jay bandzzz stay ten toes and did his dance
Start my own brand but nun like Vince McMahon
Fuck wit me you the one gone need praying hands
Luh shorty wanna fuck
She found out I made a name
Told her hop up in the back of thunderbee and give me brain
She like the strokes say they make her go insane
I light the blunt of Mary Jane
It's weekend so time to Play the game
Credits
Writer(s): Jay Bandz
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