IDK
Just wait till I drop
Brand new stick
They hit new licks
On da same block yuh
It is what it is
They did what they did
We on still top
Slide through from the back
They get you wacked
They ringing out shots
Real niggas killing this shit
From where they sending them hits
Yea we been in da mix
Straight bendin ya bitch
Young nigga
We been wit da shits
Shit ain't new
Yea dat paper grew
See him to talking to da blue
That boy a snitch
Same crew can't switch
Leg shot can't miss
We down wit the team
And I only see green
Run to it up like a fiend
Hate niggas like cops
Fn at ya top
Can't stop wont stop
But stay out da way
Get da bag same day
Shit be hotter than may
Like a drum shit bang
Ride around in a range
He gone let shots sing
I'm doing my thing
Give that boy some wings
Then ride off pullin strings
Skirt off
Finna do the race
Thirty rounds in that glock
Ride around wit dat mop
Young nigga listen to Pac
Now we on now
Rey blow up the spot
Buss out the trap
And we got it like that
Yea my niggas bring dem macks
And we gone tax
They was selling them packs
Tell yo shorty relax
We hop in a demon
Four deep wit four seats
They schemin
Sendin rounds in a hundred yards
Catchin bodies them niggas recievin
More motion than a play action
Imma stay rappin
Rappin niggas they stay actin
Head shots they stay tapping
Tryna make it out we take action
Just wait till I drop
Brand new stick
They hit new licks
On da same block yuh
It is what it is
They did what they did
We on still top
Slide through from the back
They get you wacked
They ringing out shots
Real niggas killing this shit
From where they sending them hits
Pop out in a ghost
Ridin round wit da toast
Young niggas doing the most
Slide through in all black
Stay low I don't lack
We bring the gang it's a wrap
Let that money hang its a rack
Took L's but got it right back
Abandoned houses no ceiling
Stay hungry can't lose that feelin
From the same block where they drilling
Spin the bend we was making a killin
Ain't have no dolla to my name
We was tryna make a lane
Now we up in them buildings
Stay the same no dealin
But stay ten toes down all the way
And every night they gone see me fly
Them niggas know we down to ride
We down to slide
Brand new stick
They hit new licks
On da same block yuh
It is what it is
They did what they did
We on still top
Slide through from the back
They get you wacked
They ringing out shots
Real niggas killing this shit
From where they sending them hits
Yea we been in da mix
Straight bendin ya bitch
Young nigga
We been wit da shits
Shit ain't new
Yea dat paper grew
See him to talking to da blue
That boy a snitch
Same crew can't switch
Leg shot can't miss
We down wit the team
And I only see green
Run to it up like a fiend
Hate niggas like cops
Fn at ya top
Can't stop wont stop
But stay out da way
Get da bag same day
Shit be hotter than may
Like a drum shit bang
Ride around in a range
He gone let shots sing
I'm doing my thing
Give that boy some wings
Then ride off pullin strings
Skirt off
Finna do the race
Thirty rounds in that glock
Ride around wit dat mop
Young nigga listen to Pac
Now we on now
Rey blow up the spot
Buss out the trap
And we got it like that
Yea my niggas bring dem macks
And we gone tax
They was selling them packs
Tell yo shorty relax
We hop in a demon
Four deep wit four seats
They schemin
Sendin rounds in a hundred yards
Catchin bodies them niggas recievin
More motion than a play action
Imma stay rappin
Rappin niggas they stay actin
Head shots they stay tapping
Tryna make it out we take action
Just wait till I drop
Brand new stick
They hit new licks
On da same block yuh
It is what it is
They did what they did
We on still top
Slide through from the back
They get you wacked
They ringing out shots
Real niggas killing this shit
From where they sending them hits
Pop out in a ghost
Ridin round wit da toast
Young niggas doing the most
Slide through in all black
Stay low I don't lack
We bring the gang it's a wrap
Let that money hang its a rack
Took L's but got it right back
Abandoned houses no ceiling
Stay hungry can't lose that feelin
From the same block where they drilling
Spin the bend we was making a killin
Ain't have no dolla to my name
We was tryna make a lane
Now we up in them buildings
Stay the same no dealin
But stay ten toes down all the way
And every night they gone see me fly
Them niggas know we down to ride
We down to slide
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Writer(s): Jordan Hendrickson
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