Ridin On 223th

Wassup, Young Cato on the mic
Let's get it

Ridin' on my bike, to my homeboy crib
Walkin' out dat house full of fuckin' lead
Pussy ass tryna fit
Wanna beef? My choppa gon' eat yo body
Lackin' on the street, take a 40
Runnin' on the track, like im runnin' from a cop
I just caught a opp
All you rappin' is a cap
Wanna rap? All you can do is suck
Fuck yo funny pack, my boy need a call
Get a ride, bullets gon' fly
Yo bitch try not to cry
I ain' gon' ask you twice
Wanna die?
Ridin' on dat 223th, don't fuck with RHB
I never ever drinked lean
I just smoke to chill, so im 'bout to smoke MB
Dis bitch cappin', for real she want my dick, ey
(She want my dick, ey)



Credits
Writer(s): Mikołaj Gałańczuk
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