I'm the realest nigga in it, you already know
Got trapped for a year, four times in a row
A lifetime supply of making soda and clientele
Only watch me roll through
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Like where you
Like where you
Like where you
Like where you
Like where you
Like where you
Like where you
Yeah
Get his ass
Yeah
Get his ass
The way that we bounce, how f*cking the trans up
Roll up a wood and the act of distress
Niggas on one when I'm real, we on ten
And I'm gon' strike it, so I gotta relax
Last nigga diss on the gas, we blind his ass
Too much and that's less a pack
I'm in a good one, I'm back, then I'm throwing a up and a out
Catch the sack, freeze the V, I'm top
I'll roll your window down, this bitch all black
I'll be just keeping the G-Rock out with Dior
Me and a beanie to match
His hair's fresh in the sea, better get your own
This right here my max
He put a brush on the G and it's sour
He still alive, then niggas get packed
One of the opps, niggas can't play with me like none
We keep some racks, one and done
Niggas done clutched and died
Niggas time for the U Joe 5, I got my drum
Where y'all live, gotta stay out of the way
These niggas get took out just for fun
You can't take me out without no plan in style
I ain't going for none
Back in the heater where he done raped
Just send niggas off to the sky to sun
Bro on the hunt with a thought he was forced
Cause niggas like it and he on the run
Niggas say why you ain't slidin' the prime, miss
Niggas ain't got no gun
You act like the creep on the dark map
Stop all blackheaded shots, now he need to spawn
Heart of chrome, I've been rockin' chrome
Heart too much, he tripped and he done
Spark a wood up if I ain't in the mood
Right now it's no fun, like bitch get back
You like spendin' stress, don't move this bitch
Bull right through your back
Niggas be dancing the game for what
B.G.O. I keep some racks
B.G.O. I keep some stacks
Niggas say they slid down my block
I catch him, he run laps
If I catch him, he run track
Niggas tell me play this back
Like damn, Jayski, why you snap
Damn, Jayski, if you had to also
Niggas, how you like
I don't know if I keep it peaked
And all that shit that I just said
I'll take it back
Had to go up in my bag for this
Yeah, I had to snap
Write me down, I'm one of the greatest
Coming out the rack, gang
Yeah
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English
I'm the realest nigga in it, you already know
Got trapped for a year, four times in a row
A lifetime supply of making soda and clientele
Only watch me roll through
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Like where you
Like where you
Like where you
Like where you
Like where you
Like where you
Like where you
Yeah
Get his ass
Yeah
Get his ass
The way that we bounce, how f*cking the trans up
Roll up a wood and the act of distress
Niggas on one when I'm real, we on ten
And I'm gon' strike it, so I gotta relax
Last nigga diss on the gas, we blind his ass
Too much and that's less a pack
I'm in a good one, I'm back, then I'm throwing a up and a out
Catch the sack, freeze the V, I'm top
I'll roll your window down, this bitch all black
I'll be just keeping the G-Rock out with Dior
Me and a beanie to match
His hair's fresh in the sea, better get your own
This right here my max
He put a brush on the G and it's sour
He still alive, then niggas get packed
One of the opps, niggas can't play with me like none
We keep some racks, one and done
Niggas done clutched and died
Niggas time for the U Joe 5, I got my drum
Where y'all live, gotta stay out of the way
These niggas get took out just for fun
You can't take me out without no plan in style
I ain't going for none
Back in the heater where he done raped
Just send niggas off to the sky to sun
Bro on the hunt with a thought he was forced
Cause niggas like it and he on the run
Niggas say why you ain't slidin' the prime, miss
Niggas ain't got no gun
You act like the creep on the dark map
Stop all blackheaded shots, now he need to spawn
Heart of chrome, I've been rockin' chrome
Heart too much, he tripped and he done
Spark a wood up if I ain't in the mood
Right now it's no fun, like bitch get back
You like spendin' stress, don't move this bitch
Bull right through your back
Niggas be dancing the game for what
B.G.O. I keep some racks
B.G.O. I keep some stacks
Niggas say they slid down my block
I catch him, he run laps
If I catch him, he run track
Niggas tell me play this back
Like damn, Jayski, why you snap
Damn, Jayski, if you had to also
Niggas, how you like
I don't know if I keep it peaked
And all that shit that I just said
I'll take it back
Had to go up in my bag for this
Yeah, I had to snap
Write me down, I'm one of the greatest
Coming out the rack, gang
Yeah
Got trapped for a year, four times in a row
A lifetime supply of making soda and clientele
Only watch me roll through
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Like where you
Like where you
Like where you
Like where you
Like where you
Like where you
Like where you
Yeah
Get his ass
Yeah
Get his ass
The way that we bounce, how f*cking the trans up
Roll up a wood and the act of distress
Niggas on one when I'm real, we on ten
And I'm gon' strike it, so I gotta relax
Last nigga diss on the gas, we blind his ass
Too much and that's less a pack
I'm in a good one, I'm back, then I'm throwing a up and a out
Catch the sack, freeze the V, I'm top
I'll roll your window down, this bitch all black
I'll be just keeping the G-Rock out with Dior
Me and a beanie to match
His hair's fresh in the sea, better get your own
This right here my max
He put a brush on the G and it's sour
He still alive, then niggas get packed
One of the opps, niggas can't play with me like none
We keep some racks, one and done
Niggas done clutched and died
Niggas time for the U Joe 5, I got my drum
Where y'all live, gotta stay out of the way
These niggas get took out just for fun
You can't take me out without no plan in style
I ain't going for none
Back in the heater where he done raped
Just send niggas off to the sky to sun
Bro on the hunt with a thought he was forced
Cause niggas like it and he on the run
Niggas say why you ain't slidin' the prime, miss
Niggas ain't got no gun
You act like the creep on the dark map
Stop all blackheaded shots, now he need to spawn
Heart of chrome, I've been rockin' chrome
Heart too much, he tripped and he done
Spark a wood up if I ain't in the mood
Right now it's no fun, like bitch get back
You like spendin' stress, don't move this bitch
Bull right through your back
Niggas be dancing the game for what
B.G.O. I keep some racks
B.G.O. I keep some stacks
Niggas say they slid down my block
I catch him, he run laps
If I catch him, he run track
Niggas tell me play this back
Like damn, Jayski, why you snap
Damn, Jayski, if you had to also
Niggas, how you like
I don't know if I keep it peaked
And all that shit that I just said
I'll take it back
Had to go up in my bag for this
Yeah, I had to snap
Write me down, I'm one of the greatest
Coming out the rack, gang
Yeah
Writer: Jeremiah Hudson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid