NAH FR

Ay Rildo whats crackin nigga
(TBE)
Everytime I get at niggas they be switchin up they spot
Crackers took my hellcat so I went and got a glock
On the bottom of the stanchtion yeah I call that bitch a mop
For my birthday I just told my shorty I just wanted chop
Nah for real why these niggas sayin I ain't ever drill
Catch em slippin like bananas and that fuck nigga get killed
Pour a deuce up in my Sprite yeah nigga crack the seal
And a nigga really strapped up like a navy seal

That's my momma yeah you know it im a fuckin soldier
The more you fuck around the more you find out I told her
I just wanna ride around the city in a rover
And if you try to run up on a nigga then it's over
(Uh-Uh)
I done did enough I got my stripes like I'm a ref
(Uh)
Any nigga playin round, then he meeting death (Go)
Sayin that it's smoke then nigga put it in the air (Uh)
Everytime I let off niggas just get outta there (Uh)

On my momma I ain't lying if I'm lying then I'm flying
And I'm strapped like fuck when I'm riding through the fuckin town
TBE that be the business you know I'ma stand behind it
All this ice up on my neck, yeah nigga change the climate

Everytime I get at niggas they be switchin up they spot
Crackers took my hellcat so I went and got a glock
On the bottom of the stanchtion yeah I call that bitch a mop
For my birthday I just told my shorty I just wanted chop
Nah for real why these niggas sayin I ain't ever drill
Catch em slippin like bananas and that fuck nigga get killed
Pour a deuce up in my Sprite yeah nigga crack the seal
And a nigga really strapped up like a navy seal

And you niggas really broke as fuck, lets just keep it real
Don't even own your own gun nigga you just sharing still
I be high as fuck right now I can't even fuckin feel
I ain't coppin out on spoke bitch it is what it is
Bitch it is what it is I get mad and see red
I be trying to calm down cus it's demons in my head
Ridin round with my toaster nigga I been chasing bread
Any time it go down know it's one up in the head
I ain't ever did shit to a nigga why they fakin so much
Find somebody else to play with nigga I ain't the one
Glock would cook a nigga up like steak I call it well done
Niggas cap up on the net knowing real life they run

Everytime I get at niggas they be switchin up they spot
Crackers took my hellcat so I went and got a glock
On the bottom of the stanchtion yeah I call that bitch a mop
For my birthday I just told my shorty I just wanted chop
Nah for real why these niggas sayin I ain't ever drill
Catch em slippin like bananas and that fuck nigga get killed
Pour a deuce up in my Sprite yeah nigga crack the seal
And a nigga really strapped up like a navy seal

(TBE business nigga)



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Writer(s): Mahdiy Howard Trotman, Maxwell Tl Shei
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