Ring ring (Brrt), I just got a fed call (Call) You know that must mean somebody is dead and gone (Uh-huh) Got a redbone, she just want that bread, dawg (Want that bread, dawg) I took her to the loft, she suck my head off (Oh) Did this song, we didn´t group up with the head on New coupe (Skrrt), same color eggnog You play with the gang, we take your head off (Gang gang) Bang bang (Young Jefe, holmes), murked ´em then we spin off
[Shy Glizzy] We gon´ ride on a nigga, we gon´ slide (We gon´ slide) Jump out, five of them niggas, homicide (Oh, oh)
She got tired of them niggas, she was smart (She was smart) I had to hide all them niggas, they was hot (Oh, oh) Oh, I knocked her out the park, it was a curve too (Woah) I mix that Off-White with Louis just like Virgil do (Just like Virgil) I´m insane, lil´ nigga, I will murder you (Oh yeah) Who these lame lil´ niggas? I never heard of you (Never heard of you) Got your bitch, yeah, Audemar my wrist, yeah (Check out my wrist) I got brick fare, woo, I think I´m Ric Flair (Woo, woo) Take a trip with a baddie, quick dip, yeah (Quick dip)
A nigga snitch, gotta put him in a ditch, yeah (Yeah)
[Shy Glizzy] Ring ring (Brrt), I just got a fed call (Call) You know that must mean somebody is dead and gone (Uh-huh) Got a redbone, she just want that bread, dawg (Want that bread, dawg) I took her to the loft, she suck my head off (Oh) Did this song, we didn´t group up with the head on New coupe (Skrrt), same color eggnog You play with the gang, we take your head off (Gang gang) Bang bang, murked ´em then we spin off
[YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
These niggas ain´t hard as they speak Left shots from the yard to the streets These niggas facecard say deceased If he play, put that boy underneath I pray for my deacon, stand up and I preach I´m preferring that chopper whenever I preach Had to run up a sack, I ain´t never gon´ leech Put Off-White on my back and Dior on my sneaks When you talkin´ that boy, we serve it better Thirty hang out that pole, beyond steppers We be stretchin´ that dope for non-helpers Every day we gon´ roll, we all felons Shawty a fool, admit that shit pressure She sellin´ them arms off her own celly In the cell we don´t crack, ain´t nobody tellin´ I´ma rip me an app, put it up, I bet it On the stage for that bag, ain´t nobody smilin´ I got choppers and masses, you get the message
When they try to get to me, I up and pop it They say shit to get to me, I never let it That shawty so bad, I´ma beat her body Thirteen grand on a bracelet, it cost eleven Niggas bitches, they talkin´ too much, I´m steppin´ Everybody around me, they strapped and ready, gang
[Shy Glizzy] Ring ring (Brrt), I just got a fed call (Call) You know that must mean somebody is dead and gone (Uh-huh) Got a redbone, she just want that bread, dawg (Want that bread, dawg) I took her to the loft, she suck my head off (Oh) Did this song, we didn´t group up with the head on
New coupe (Skrrt), same color eggnog You play with the gang, we take your head off (Gang gang) Bang bang (Young Jefe, holmes), murk ´em then we spin off