Drop the top before I hit the brakes, I put that bitch in sport
Tryna leave the streets alone, but shit is too hard to ignore
Bought your bitch and then I post a pic, some shit you can't afford
Dress that glock, it's walking with a switch, some shit that I adore
I'ma tell you where I am, bring your friend, I got my mans
I ain't rude, but she ain't super thick, just make sure she a ten
Aye we smokin' and we got some casa, can't forget the hen
Got till four, Cause I know I'm the one to probably up that Gen 5
Higher than them towers, another hit, I grow some wings to fly
Keep on tryna slide, you got some pride, like what you tryna die
Shorty ride up front, she throw up B's, I guess she wanna bride
All they guns got taken, no more shakin', all that shit on live
F*ck the world, don't ask me if I'm fine, I might just go and hide
Foe nem better listen, left em twitchin' like he work for Kai
Smoke one to the face, I love the taste, that's why my top be fried
Hate to repeat myself, don't say no huh, I said a hundred times
That's what it is, not what it was
Got no trust, and when I say no trust, I never drop the blunt
Young and dumb, and I done made mistakes, they tell me that I'm dumb
Doin' better, but they hate to see my trust up in this gun
How I pose to feel, when the people I say I love don't got my back
Got a homie, he get mad as shit, he probably drive his scat
They be woofin', but they like to hide, I'm knowin' where they at
Got his stripes, and he gon' let it frrdd, know he from the raq
Drop the top before I hit the brakes, I put that bitch in sport
Tryna leave the streets alone, but shit is too hard to ignore
Bought your bitch and then I post a pic, some shit you can't afford
Dress that glock, it's walking with a switch, some shit that I adore
I'ma tell you where I am, bring your friend, I got my mans
I ain't rude, but she ain't super thick, just make sure she a ten
Aye we smokin' and we got some casa, can't forget the hen
Got till four, Cause I know I'm the one to probably up that Gen 5
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Drop the top before I hit the brakes, I put that bitch in sport
Tryna leave the streets alone, but shit is too hard to ignore
Bought your bitch and then I post a pic, some shit you can't afford
Dress that glock, it's walking with a switch, some shit that I adore
I'ma tell you where I am, bring your friend, I got my mans
I ain't rude, but she ain't super thick, just make sure she a ten
Aye we smokin' and we got some casa, can't forget the hen
Got till four, Cause I know I'm the one to probably up that Gen 5
Higher than them towers, another hit, I grow some wings to fly
Keep on tryna slide, you got some pride, like what you tryna die
Shorty ride up front, she throw up B's, I guess she wanna bride
All they guns got taken, no more shakin', all that shit on live
F*ck the world, don't ask me if I'm fine, I might just go and hide
Foe nem better listen, left em twitchin' like he work for Kai
Smoke one to the face, I love the taste, that's why my top be fried
Hate to repeat myself, don't say no huh, I said a hundred times
That's what it is, not what it was
Got no trust, and when I say no trust, I never drop the blunt
Young and dumb, and I done made mistakes, they tell me that I'm dumb
Doin' better, but they hate to see my trust up in this gun
How I pose to feel, when the people I say I love don't got my back
Got a homie, he get mad as shit, he probably drive his scat
They be woofin', but they like to hide, I'm knowin' where they at
Got his stripes, and he gon' let it frrdd, know he from the raq
Drop the top before I hit the brakes, I put that bitch in sport
Tryna leave the streets alone, but shit is too hard to ignore
Bought your bitch and then I post a pic, some shit you can't afford
Dress that glock, it's walking with a switch, some shit that I adore
I'ma tell you where I am, bring your friend, I got my mans
I ain't rude, but she ain't super thick, just make sure she a ten
Aye we smokin' and we got some casa, can't forget the hen
Got till four, Cause I know I'm the one to probably up that Gen 5
Tryna leave the streets alone, but shit is too hard to ignore
Bought your bitch and then I post a pic, some shit you can't afford
Dress that glock, it's walking with a switch, some shit that I adore
I'ma tell you where I am, bring your friend, I got my mans
I ain't rude, but she ain't super thick, just make sure she a ten
Aye we smokin' and we got some casa, can't forget the hen
Got till four, Cause I know I'm the one to probably up that Gen 5
Higher than them towers, another hit, I grow some wings to fly
Keep on tryna slide, you got some pride, like what you tryna die
Shorty ride up front, she throw up B's, I guess she wanna bride
All they guns got taken, no more shakin', all that shit on live
F*ck the world, don't ask me if I'm fine, I might just go and hide
Foe nem better listen, left em twitchin' like he work for Kai
Smoke one to the face, I love the taste, that's why my top be fried
Hate to repeat myself, don't say no huh, I said a hundred times
That's what it is, not what it was
Got no trust, and when I say no trust, I never drop the blunt
Young and dumb, and I done made mistakes, they tell me that I'm dumb
Doin' better, but they hate to see my trust up in this gun
How I pose to feel, when the people I say I love don't got my back
Got a homie, he get mad as shit, he probably drive his scat
They be woofin', but they like to hide, I'm knowin' where they at
Got his stripes, and he gon' let it frrdd, know he from the raq
Drop the top before I hit the brakes, I put that bitch in sport
Tryna leave the streets alone, but shit is too hard to ignore
Bought your bitch and then I post a pic, some shit you can't afford
Dress that glock, it's walking with a switch, some shit that I adore
I'ma tell you where I am, bring your friend, I got my mans
I ain't rude, but she ain't super thick, just make sure she a ten
Aye we smokin' and we got some casa, can't forget the hen
Got till four, Cause I know I'm the one to probably up that Gen 5
Writer: KeSean Bell
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