[Lil Eazzyy & King Von]
(Go)
Oh yea I'm finna make a banger with this one
Go, go, go, go
Still cappin' in this bitch with Danny, on bro
[Lil Eazzyy]
Bitch, I need a check (A check)
I gotta stack in my pocket, he reach, then I shoot for his neck (His neck)
Bitch, give me respect (Respect)
Foenem be tweakin' on X and them strikers, we gon' make a mess (Skrrt, skrrt)
I ride for the set
If you my brother, I got you a hundred, it ain't nothing less (A hundred)
I was a jit, sell a brick of the Fet'
Gotta get it all off 'til it ain't nothing left
I remember when a nigga wasn't having it, I had a blicky right under my mattress (My mattress )
Uncy taught me how to shoot, I was clappin' it, fuck around and put a opp in a basket nigga (Boom)
Talkin' tough, you ain't a savage, nigga (You ain't a savage, nigga)
In my hood I'm established, nigga
You say that yo' niggas be shootin' shit up, my opinion is you need some practice, nigga (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
Four door with a Drac' and a passenger, we finna sweep up yo' block like the janitor (Skrrt)
Don't try to get out yo' character, I seen them niggas beat you on camera (Pussy)
Pop me a perc', I got stamina (Stamina)
Pickin' her up then I'm slammin' her (I'm slammin' her)
I remember I ain't have nothing left in my pocket, I threw twenty grams at her
[Lil Eazzyy]
Bitch, I need a check (A check)
I gotta stack in my pocket, he reach, then I shoot for his neck (His neck)
Bitch, give me respect (Respect)
Foenem be tweakin' on X and them strikers, we gon' make a mess (Skrrt, skrrt)
I ride for the set
If you my brother, I got you a hundred, it ain't nothing less (A hundred)
I was a jit, sell a brick of the Fet'
Gotta get it all off 'til it ain't nothing left
Bitch I need a check (A check)
I gotta stack in my pocket, he reach, then I shoot for his neck (His neck)
Bitch, give me respect (Respect)
Foenem be tweakin' on X and them strikers, we gon' make a mess (Skrrt, skrrt)
I ride for the set
If you my brother, I got you a hundred, it ain't nothing less (A hundred)
I was a jit, sell a brick of the Fet'
Gotta get it all off 'til it ain't nothing left
I need a thick bitch (Thick bitch), one who'll pass me the stick quick
Dumping it all and we bail out (Baow)
Bro, got a switch, bet he hit shit
It's a KRISS Vec' on his pistol, it knock him the hell out (Grra)
Harder to trust, lot of niggas be sell outs (Uh)
I gotta head out
Love when the money be calling my phone, I'ma run to the bag
Til a nigga go check out, uh
Hellcat right off the lot and I'm scratching (Vroom)
She fell in love with my fashion
Lil' bro send me a plan, I'm blastin' (I'm blastin')
Freak bitch giving top in a mansion
Ten racks, give her a stack and she active (She active)
She gon' hit the road when I ask it
Fifth-third gimme a chase and its crackin'
What can I say, boy? The money my passion (Its crackin')
[Lil Eazzyy]
Bitch I need a check (A check)
I gotta stack in my pocket, he reach, then I shoot for his neck (His neck)
Bitch, give me respect (Respect)
Foenem be tweakin' on X and them strikers, we gon' make a mess (Skrrt, skrrt)
I ride for the set
If you my brother, I got you a hundred, it ain't nothing less (A hundred)
I was a jit, sell a brick of the Fet'
Gotta get it all off 'til it ain't nothing left
Bitch I need a check (A check)
I gotta stack in my pocket, he reach, then I shoot for his neck (His neck)
Bitch, give me respect (Respect)
Foenem be tweakin' on X and them strikers, we gon' make a mess (Skrrt, skrrt)
I ride for the set
If you my brother, I got you a hundred, it ain't nothing less (A hundred)
I was a jit, sell a brick of the Fet'
Gotta get it all off 'til it ain't nothing left
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