Aye,
Yea,, yea
I’m ah real one,
Real one
yea, see, you come out running ya mouth
Like you about that
boi you ain’t strapped up,
you done lacked up,
We rolling deep in black trucks
We stacked up, hop out click clack
And pack up, now you laying on the ground,
Caution taped and jacked up.
Aye,
Ya you come for us, man,
We take the trash out
we real fucking crash outs
We smash mouths,
Take ya girl , and blow her back out, till she pass out
They know us around here, we don’t do it for the clout
Aye ima real one, G shit, we on one
We stack funds.
They know me from Miami, to London
coast to coast,
It don’t matter where u hide son,
It’s Done dada,
Sipping on teramana
in the black trucks
we tact up,
We act up
Building them racks up , never going catch me lacked up.
Ima real one,
a real one,
On that G shit,
we on one.
Aye,
You know I crash out, when you come with static
I pull the Ratchet, that shit spits
Fully automatic
Ra, Ra, Ra!!!!
yea, you come out running ya mouth
Like you about that, boi you ain’t strapped up,
See you done lacked up,
We rolling deep in black trucks
We stacked up, hop out click clack
And pack up, now you laying on the ground,
Caution taped and jacked up.
G shit, real ones, we on one.
ON ONE!!
Ya girl luv my flashy shit,
Gucci, louie, prada i give her that fancy shit
Now she all up on my shit
She hawk tu, and blow my shit
Now it’s skeet, skeet, all over them tits.
Ahhh!!! Hahaha!!
Aye,
ima crash out,
Ya you come for us, man,
We take the trash out
we real fucking crash outs
We smash mouths,
Take ya girl , and blow her back out, till she pass out
They know us around here, we don’t do it for the clout.
We on one, yea we on one, this how we do it in the south.
Yea I'm a real one, real one, yea I'm on that G shit
Yea, we crash outs.
you come out running ya mouth
Like you about that, boi you ain’t strapped up,
See you done lacked up,
We rolling deep in black trucks
We stacked up, hop out click clack
And pack up, now you laying on the ground,
Caution taped and jacked up.
On that G shit, we on one.
Them boyz on that spec Op’s, they on route
They know what we about. We kick the door down we blacked out, they running, no way out,
They get smashed out!
Smash em!!
AYE,
we don’t do it for the clout
Ima real one, a real one,
On that G shit, we on one
Yea, we crash outs
I don't do it for no clout,
There's no doubt, what we about
yea, see, you come out running ya mouth
Like you about that
boi you ain’t strapped up,
you done lacked up,
We rolling deep in black trucks
We stacked up, hop out click clack
And pack up, now you laying on the ground,
Caution taped and jacked up.
Aye,
We crash outs!!!
Da Hitz!!!
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