Mrdeathsymbol
She was whoring in the trap
I was glowing with the pack
I was going with the pass
Put a foreign on the map
Know i floor it babygirl i soar it, foreign for my cash
I got pesos my parlay hit im paid bro
Fuck you take me for? I was rocking on the same clothes
This the laced dope make you feel like your whole face gone
He got tampons, pussy nigga he a fake thug
Fought like capcom, fuck a swisher need a fat blunt
He all captalk, he like burgers he a fat fuck (he a fat fuck!)
I love bad sluts, fat blunts, and a tact gun
Got my mask on, like im Vader got my black on
We gon pack em, catch em, boy we ash em!
I heard slvm got your fam, then you better cash em!
I'm a slvm, not no gang, im just getting cash bruh! (Just getting cash bruh!)
Yuh, yuh, yuh
I been so cold
I been so cold, yeah my left wrist on froze
Your bitch so bold, at your home she give me dome
That ain't your hoe, boy you dying solo!
Yeah they fell off, huh
Yeah they fell off, huh
Why they tryna tell on us?
Yeah they fell off, huh
Why they tryna tell on us?
Yeah they fell off huh
Ay, yuh!
Yeah they fell off, huh
Why they tryna tell on us?
Yeah they fell off, huh
Why they tryna tell on us?
I count cheddar love, better than that fuck nigga
Seats all leather, i got swishers, leave my throat bitter
My bro tuck his fye, my lil bro gon bang nigga
My nigga you a liar, you aint no grave digger
Where my gun for hire? Im tryna go and spin nigga
Im so goddamn high, I need to chase it down with liquor
Im so goddamn fly, I know her boyfriend bitter!
You a good guy, you dont want no gunfight
My lil bro tuck his fye, my lil bro gon bang nigga (my lil bro gon slide)
Its a goodnight, fuck her under moonlight
Im her new guy, you know im keeping 2 9's
And I leave her loose, ask her, I dont do lies
No i aint loving you, only for just 1 night
I don't got a license right now (Ride around)
Ride around, i dont got a license right now (Ride around)
Ayy, yo
Ride around, i dont got a license right now
Ride around, i dont got a license right now (Ride around)
Had her singing in your city, i cant pipe down (I cant pipe down)
I live this life god knows im sinnin, smoking fat pounds
I got Mac rounds, Auntie Annie's thats the chop now
He wanna talk down, tell that pussy nigga walk down!
I fucked his shorty, now she love me, she a sad clown
Same old stories with these niggas i wont talk now
Me and twin like Rick and Morty with the straps now
Me and twin like Batman & Robin, he gon rob your green
I got my Robin jeans holding up my CAR-15
I was smoking dope, getting high before i was 16
Im a healthy boy, momma know i eat my collard greens
Im a healthy boy, momma know I smoke my broccoli (Know i smoke my broccoli)
Yeah, yeah
You know I smoke my broccoli
I was eating food with your bitch she gon do the team
All this shit off the dome, I don't ever write for free
Ride around, i dont got a license right now
Ride around, i dont got a license right now
Ride around, i dont got a license right now
Ride around, i dont got a license right now
I was glowing with the pack
I was going with the pass
Put a foreign on the map
Know i floor it babygirl i soar it, foreign for my cash
I got pesos my parlay hit im paid bro
Fuck you take me for? I was rocking on the same clothes
This the laced dope make you feel like your whole face gone
He got tampons, pussy nigga he a fake thug
Fought like capcom, fuck a swisher need a fat blunt
He all captalk, he like burgers he a fat fuck (he a fat fuck!)
I love bad sluts, fat blunts, and a tact gun
Got my mask on, like im Vader got my black on
We gon pack em, catch em, boy we ash em!
I heard slvm got your fam, then you better cash em!
I'm a slvm, not no gang, im just getting cash bruh! (Just getting cash bruh!)
Yuh, yuh, yuh
I been so cold
I been so cold, yeah my left wrist on froze
Your bitch so bold, at your home she give me dome
That ain't your hoe, boy you dying solo!
Yeah they fell off, huh
Yeah they fell off, huh
Why they tryna tell on us?
Yeah they fell off, huh
Why they tryna tell on us?
Yeah they fell off huh
Ay, yuh!
Yeah they fell off, huh
Why they tryna tell on us?
Yeah they fell off, huh
Why they tryna tell on us?
I count cheddar love, better than that fuck nigga
Seats all leather, i got swishers, leave my throat bitter
My bro tuck his fye, my lil bro gon bang nigga
My nigga you a liar, you aint no grave digger
Where my gun for hire? Im tryna go and spin nigga
Im so goddamn high, I need to chase it down with liquor
Im so goddamn fly, I know her boyfriend bitter!
You a good guy, you dont want no gunfight
My lil bro tuck his fye, my lil bro gon bang nigga (my lil bro gon slide)
Its a goodnight, fuck her under moonlight
Im her new guy, you know im keeping 2 9's
And I leave her loose, ask her, I dont do lies
No i aint loving you, only for just 1 night
I don't got a license right now (Ride around)
Ride around, i dont got a license right now (Ride around)
Ayy, yo
Ride around, i dont got a license right now
Ride around, i dont got a license right now (Ride around)
Had her singing in your city, i cant pipe down (I cant pipe down)
I live this life god knows im sinnin, smoking fat pounds
I got Mac rounds, Auntie Annie's thats the chop now
He wanna talk down, tell that pussy nigga walk down!
I fucked his shorty, now she love me, she a sad clown
Same old stories with these niggas i wont talk now
Me and twin like Rick and Morty with the straps now
Me and twin like Batman & Robin, he gon rob your green
I got my Robin jeans holding up my CAR-15
I was smoking dope, getting high before i was 16
Im a healthy boy, momma know i eat my collard greens
Im a healthy boy, momma know I smoke my broccoli (Know i smoke my broccoli)
Yeah, yeah
You know I smoke my broccoli
I was eating food with your bitch she gon do the team
All this shit off the dome, I don't ever write for free
Ride around, i dont got a license right now
Ride around, i dont got a license right now
Ride around, i dont got a license right now
Ride around, i dont got a license right now
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Writer(s): Murdok Kaine
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