Hey Mobs, that sounds way me-yew
Mikki gave you this one
Ey
I did it
You know me
Riding dirty till we rich
Plugged on one that come with bricks
Care you know I probably rub him at the switch
Uh
Yeah
We still trapping it, them licks
I did it
One that money like a Mitch
Ey
Swear I'm always on the pitch
Ey
Wah
Can we start at this from nothing, how the can we coming, yeah we great talking, real
fun to jump a nigga, tell me something, woah You never let go, no, so why you talking like
you're old smoke, I got my little man on go, go
Yeah, we ain't got no manners, who was in them danners, I'm a bitch about us, they didn't
understand us, now they understand us, yo Waste pitties with too many cameras, all my
niggas active, all my niggas trappers, track you with them trackers, yeah this life's a
madness, yeah
They talk mad but no action though, y'all slide out, I met man ten-toe, better mind
out, can't slap this cone Mad sounds think they tap this phone, they
got dashed out on the runway home, cause that cell site ain't gon' catch me, no
Cause that jail life's the only life I know, I did real time all the time, I'm old but
I lost count how many guys I sold I'll get you crushed out and you the one that
know, cause we bust out and that's what man goes
Pussy
Can we start at this from nothing, how the can we coming, yeah we great talking, real
from the jumping nigga, tell me something, bo
* them man, they're a nothing, look how they running when they see us pulling all
my niggas gone and they didn't really want no smoke
Can we start at this from nothing, how the can we coming, yeah we great talking, real
from the jumping nigga, tell me something, bo
* them man, they're a nothing, look how they running when they see us pulling all
my niggas gone and they didn't really want no smoke
They don't want no smoke, said it's not no joke
Gun shot, you won't get no pope, one shot, one drop, no hope, prison and you, but you'll

Like make a boy boast I got cunts that'll make a boy ghost
Got dudes that'll burn you like toast Call me Mr. Feelin' the most
When I spray I don't need no crew No skin contact, no beauty fool
Bust out your face with a big big tool Cool kid, I was that in school
Shout out my bruv, we all the rules Load up the yungas with all the toast
Strip you of all your juice Put you in all the news
Man the Russians, they make you look Russia I said friend them all, they had to bust out
See your gal, I know she will get cussed out Freedom and them here, freedom's a must now
* them youths, I don't need them * that they got shot, I'll be like bleed them
Could easily feed them With beer, call my man, just leak them
No ackee but I welcome death Raise the mat till they no shots left
No gatti can still get chef No knife but they still get F
Don't make me have to pull it, pull it If I pop back then it's bullet, bullet
See my gloss, it's bullet, bullet Different class like hooli, hooli
I'm new, I'm spring
Ca we started this from nothing, now the car be coming
Yeah we're quite talking, real fun to jump in
Nigga tell me something, woah
* them man, they are not
Look how they running when I say it's pulling
All my niggas going in and they don't really want no smoke
Ca we started this from nothing, now the car be coming
Yeah we're quite talking, real fun to jump in
Nigga tell me something, woah
* them man, they are not
Look how they running when I say it's pulling
All my niggas going in and they don't really want no smoke
All my niggas going in and they don't really want no smoke