Bow Pt. 5
Damm
Aye
Me and my brother
We here for the win
Look at they face
Look how they hate
How come these niggas don't want us to win
Man it's so funny I'm under they skin
Niggas is dummies I laugh and I grin
My niggas gon hurt you
This ain't no curfew gotta do better we finna go in
We on they block we finna go spin
We got some money we finna go spend
Got a new chop it came with a lens
We get to yo slot then we breaking in
Think bout yo life before you begin
Cuz If it's a beef this shit ain't gon end
We did it again
We did it again
We did it we did it we did it again
Killing this shit for the 5th time
Who would've thought that a nigga could spit rhymes
Forever my dog we been on the run
You would think that a nigga commit crimes
We bonded through blood, we coming for riches
You know I been dying to get mines
Fucking these bitches with dick that I'm dishing
You know I don't shoot but you know Imma get dimes
I stay outta sight I'm doing the usual
I'm counting this money the shit is so beautiful
I'm up all night when I'm counting this bread
The shit be bruising my cuticles
You calling a nigga I just wanna fuck
Don't act like the shit is so new to you
Come to my crib she dumb over dick and I send her ass home
I swear she delusional
You niggas be dying we checking the list
Glitching the game you know we don't miss
Headshot caught him he taking a piss
Shots to his back it fuck up a disc
Switch on the gun it turn him to Swiss
Niggas be dying and turn to a diss
You making a play we sending a blitz
Hop on my dick and she doing the splits
Flossy lil nigga put glamour with glitz
Never get tired of dropping these hits
32Red I'm as real as it gets
CTB grinding he tryna get rich
Bibby want hoes I dish the assist
Leeky my brother I'm taking that risk
Walk in the spot you know that we lit
But one wrong move get hit with the blick bitch
Wake up wake up
I gotta tell em to wake up
Cake up cake up
I jus been getting my cake up
Can't fall asleep imma stay up
Been eating real good now my weight up
I want my money no pay cut
Jus pass me the ball that's a layup
Slide onna beat imma skater
Dive in that water no gator
I'm tryna ball imma laker
Go to the top elevator
We onna way up
We onna way up
You know I don't smoke
My niggas got runts
Don't pass em a wood
Jus light up a Dutch
Dutchie
Gotta be honest I don't give a fuck
Feel like I'm Giannis I'm running them bucks
Feeling too greedy I don't have enough
You try to get sneaky then you better duck
You tell me it's up it's finna get stuck
Fill em with bullets he throwing em up
Get caught in the hood get put in the trunk
You thought you was good but you outta luck
Sliding
When I get mad I get violent
Buddy Osama he finna go hiding
But I'm Obama I'm finna go find him
Keep trying
Red tape white chalk blue sirens
One shot get caught you flying
Damm
Aye
Me and my brother
We here for the win
Look at they face
Look how they hate
How come these niggas don't want us to win
Man it's so funny I'm under they skin
Niggas is dummies I laugh and I grin
My niggas gon hurt you
This ain't no curfew gotta do better we finna go in
We on they block we finna go spin
We got some money we finna go spend
Got a new chop it came with a lens
We get to yo slot then we breaking in
Think bout yo life before you begin
Cuz If it's a beef this shit ain't gon end
We did it again
We did it again
We did it we did it we did it again
Aye
Me and my brother
We here for the win
Look at they face
Look how they hate
How come these niggas don't want us to win
Man it's so funny I'm under they skin
Niggas is dummies I laugh and I grin
My niggas gon hurt you
This ain't no curfew gotta do better we finna go in
We on they block we finna go spin
We got some money we finna go spend
Got a new chop it came with a lens
We get to yo slot then we breaking in
Think bout yo life before you begin
Cuz If it's a beef this shit ain't gon end
We did it again
We did it again
We did it we did it we did it again
Killing this shit for the 5th time
Who would've thought that a nigga could spit rhymes
Forever my dog we been on the run
You would think that a nigga commit crimes
We bonded through blood, we coming for riches
You know I been dying to get mines
Fucking these bitches with dick that I'm dishing
You know I don't shoot but you know Imma get dimes
I stay outta sight I'm doing the usual
I'm counting this money the shit is so beautiful
I'm up all night when I'm counting this bread
The shit be bruising my cuticles
You calling a nigga I just wanna fuck
Don't act like the shit is so new to you
Come to my crib she dumb over dick and I send her ass home
I swear she delusional
You niggas be dying we checking the list
Glitching the game you know we don't miss
Headshot caught him he taking a piss
Shots to his back it fuck up a disc
Switch on the gun it turn him to Swiss
Niggas be dying and turn to a diss
You making a play we sending a blitz
Hop on my dick and she doing the splits
Flossy lil nigga put glamour with glitz
Never get tired of dropping these hits
32Red I'm as real as it gets
CTB grinding he tryna get rich
Bibby want hoes I dish the assist
Leeky my brother I'm taking that risk
Walk in the spot you know that we lit
But one wrong move get hit with the blick bitch
Wake up wake up
I gotta tell em to wake up
Cake up cake up
I jus been getting my cake up
Can't fall asleep imma stay up
Been eating real good now my weight up
I want my money no pay cut
Jus pass me the ball that's a layup
Slide onna beat imma skater
Dive in that water no gator
I'm tryna ball imma laker
Go to the top elevator
We onna way up
We onna way up
You know I don't smoke
My niggas got runts
Don't pass em a wood
Jus light up a Dutch
Dutchie
Gotta be honest I don't give a fuck
Feel like I'm Giannis I'm running them bucks
Feeling too greedy I don't have enough
You try to get sneaky then you better duck
You tell me it's up it's finna get stuck
Fill em with bullets he throwing em up
Get caught in the hood get put in the trunk
You thought you was good but you outta luck
Sliding
When I get mad I get violent
Buddy Osama he finna go hiding
But I'm Obama I'm finna go find him
Keep trying
Red tape white chalk blue sirens
One shot get caught you flying
Damm
Aye
Me and my brother
We here for the win
Look at they face
Look how they hate
How come these niggas don't want us to win
Man it's so funny I'm under they skin
Niggas is dummies I laugh and I grin
My niggas gon hurt you
This ain't no curfew gotta do better we finna go in
We on they block we finna go spin
We got some money we finna go spend
Got a new chop it came with a lens
We get to yo slot then we breaking in
Think bout yo life before you begin
Cuz If it's a beef this shit ain't gon end
We did it again
We did it again
We did it we did it we did it again
Credits
Writer(s): Malik Redmond
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