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Bright light shining all on the Bentley
the Cadillac, panoramic, no panties
Old school Chevy '55
Gotta throw some on it, 'cause you know I'm getting at it
the fork on it, then put it in traffic
Throw the on it, got it flying out of Dallas
Hope you to it to yourself, that's tragic
Hope you throw away what we established
Hope you turn your back on your family
The way a nigga 'round here, they a back-stab you
from your motherfucking brother, young nigga
I wanna see you happy, I just wanna see you happy
Coming through the cut like an known reaper
to get straight finnesed, trynna get a little cheaper
Hold on to that clip a doped up needle
Girl hang on that strip with a four nigga

Nothing but a bad little bitch in red bottoms
And where ya at? Heard that the feds got 'em
I see you cruise the Land through the West side (Go-Go)
Lexs, it'll take your
a full moon in the middle of the day
Got them wolves out, rock a Cartier
Got the trap jammed packed The Masquerade
Know a few real ones ain't gon' see they birthday
Tell young niggas grind
'Fore you gon' someone down
And they gon' shoot, then something
We better hear 'bout this shit on the news or
We better hear 'bout this shit on the or something
Man down yonder
Young came through on the K like a drummer
done took a boss out nigga, no wonder
Niggas getting crossed out nigga, no
Hoes X'd out and we on ganja
The police wanna talk, but we won't say
True to these clips, won't say nothing
Niggas to these clips, niggas won't say nothing

Had the parkay out the Pyrex
High definition glass on my finger
Niggas in the water, no paddle
Niggas trying to walk my shadow
Bought a bird on the bezel, I'm a well rebel
Told a young Freeband, Roc-A-Fella
Told a young Freeband, Roc-A-Fella
You can turn this off and I can kick it
We the front street where mama said "Don't go"
We went
Trap house at bomb with that crack, then we went
Shawty don't fuck these fo' seeds
Niggas be telling these days, be telling days

Nothing but a bad little bitch in red bottoms
And where ya mans at? Heard the feds got 'em
I see you cruise the Rover through the West side (Go-Go)
Lexs, it'll your peripheral
It's a full in the middle of the day
Got them out, rock a little Cartier
Got the trap jammed like The Masquerade
Know a few real ones ain't gon' see they birthday
Tell them young grind
'Fore you gon' someone down
And they gon' shoot, then shoot
We hear 'bout this shit on the news or something
We hear 'bout this shit on the news or something
Man down yonder
Young came through holding on the K a drummer
They done took a boss out nigga, no
Niggas getting crossed out nigga, no
Hoes X'd out and we on ganja
The police wanna talk, but we say nothing
True to these clips, won't say nothing
Niggas to these clips, niggas won't say nothing