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Sing, yeah, roll a opp, ooh
Yeah, uh, drop the top, back up, huh, yeah
We ridin’, now we on they block, yeah, ah
Yeah, automatic Glock, yeah
We finna burn a hotbox, yeah
Just bust it down
You ain’t even gotta set the watch, yeah
Ha, yeah, we got a getaway driver
Ha, yeah, it wasn’t no beat on his vitals

Yeah, hurr, your b**ch givin’ me mouthin’
I woke up hyped but I ain’t drink coffee
Yeah, the spinners, get rowdy
Attached in the band when the club crowded
Six digits and I do the trap mounted
Every second spent stay accounted
Bro passed me the Wock’, I’ma down it
Yeah, he mad ’cause his b**ch got pounded

Yeah, yeah, watch how I switch, she departed
Yeah, yeah, broomstick hangin’ out the ..
Yeah, I’m uptop, rollin’ up my opp
He get smoked at the Bob Marley
Them bottles’ll never be uncharted
Yeah, don’t run, yeah, my gun get to dottin’
Get out my hood, sidewalk his crib
Twenty deep like we f**kin’ marchin’
Yeah, yeah, ha, watch how I dance on this sergeant
Lift him up, uh, yeah
Yeah, your soul can’t be pardoned, uh, yeah

Sing, yeah, roll a opp, ooh
Yeah, uh, drop the top, back up, huh, yeah
We ridin’, now we on they block, yeah, ah
Yeah, automatic Glock, yeah
We finna burn a hotbox, yeah
Just bust it down
You ain’t even gotta set the watch, yeah
Ha, yeah, we got a getaway driver
Ha, yeah, it wasn’t no beat on his vitals

Yeah, 21, woah, 21
I got a drum on the rifle
My money tall like Eiffel
You ain’t no stepper, you let him hype you
S**t bag, give his a*s a diapers
Thirty-five hundred got him gone
He got shanked by a lifer
Put your b**ch up ‘fore I snipe her
You know she a eater, why you wife her

I put a switch on my Glock
Fight with my b**ch, take it out on the opps
Send me the drop, spin a n**ga block
Hit him in his top,
Everybody know what I claim
Last n**ga dissed me, got .. slime
These n**gas talk too much, Charlamagne
Million dollar watch but the s**t still plain
We roll ’em up in a spliffy
Got wet and they hit with the blicky
Wish I could say who I’m smokin’ but ..
Nevermind, he got two sticky
My n**ga still feelin’ jiffy
She ain’t my b**ch, she a quickie
I was gon’ pull up on her but I went
Got a room ’cause she start actin’ iffy

Sing, yeah, roll a opp, ooh
Yeah, uh, drop the top, back up, huh, yeah
We ridin’, now we on they block, yeah, ah
Yeah, automatic Glock, yeah
We finna burn a hotbox, yeah
Just bust it down
You ain’t even gotta set the watch, yeah
Ha, yeah, we got a getaway driver
Ha, yeah, it wasn’t no beat on his vitals

Will you quit kicking me under the table
I’m trying, will somebody make her shut up about it
Can we settle down, please
Will you quit kicking me…