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[Pre-Hook: Yhung T.O.] Every nigga that I ride with Be the same niggas that I’d die with Same niggas that you ridin’ with Them gon’ be the same niggas that you die with
[Hook: Yhung T.O.] All my niggas imma ride for Dump a hundred out that clip, imma slide for When you got money you can count it with your eyes closed That’s why I gotta keep it everywhere that I go
[Verse 1: Slimmy B] You ain’t ready for this hot shit, big Glocks and chopsticks Ain’t rockin’ with no stock clip, slide and I drop shit Keep one in the head nigga, I ain’t gotta cock shit No sympathy for suckers, leave a nigga son pop-less Bad lil’ bitch give me head ‘til she topless Cuffin all these thots boy you niggas on some cop shit Skinnys and some Vans, yeah bitch I’m on my rock shit Diamonds dancing like the pockets on the back of these Robin’s Wanna funk? It cost cheese and y’all broke so don’t try it At yard with a scope, got me lookin’ like a pirate I’m sick with the chop, bullets spreading like a virus And my niggas know the rules, if you ain’t strapped, you ain’t ridin’
[Hook: Yhung T.O.] A-All my niggas imma ride for Dump a hundred out that clip, imma slide for When you got money, you can count it with your eyes closed That’s why I gotta keep it everywhere that I go
[Verse 2: Slimmy B] Catch me sliding in that coupe thang, red bottoms loose lace Slimmy fuckin’ B, I’m the nigga that your dude hate Funk time, I’m masked up All black like Bruce Wayne These hoes say I’m different, got me feeling like 2 Chainz Pussy ass nigga thought he had nine lives ‘Til this chopper hit his ass, made him flip nine times Could fuck your bitch off my name, why the fuck would I try? And I’m a 90’s baby, yeah bitch nine dimes Niggas know SOB RBE that’s the gang bitch Thinking shit a game, we the wrong niggas to play with Fucking with them suckas, them the wrong niggas to hang with You fuck with ‘em, you duck with ‘em Get popped, bet not blame shit Money talk, I hear everything like I’m Dumbo These big bullets, 223’s make a nigga tumble All these lames pillow talking, quick to speak when they cuddle Niggas know I keep a stick, this bitch hold a royal rumble I ain’t even gotta ask, all my niggas they gon’ slide with me Swear to God it feel like all these niggas got they eyes on me I’ll be a lame if I let a sucka slide on me Me and D Buttah Yeezy steppin’ in these 950’s A-all this ice in the bus got my face numbing Thick bitch can’t take dick, her ass stay running Slide through, be on the block, every day thuggin’ Big Glock on me, dare you niggas try to take somethin’ Bitch!
[Pre-Hook: Yhung T.O.] Every nigga that I ride with Be the same niggas that I’d die with Same niggas that you ridin’ with Them gon’ be the same niggas that you die with
[Hook: Yhung T.O.] All my niggas imma ride for Dump a hundred out that clip, imma slide for When you got money you can count it with your eyes closed That’s why I gotta keep it everywhere that I go
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