To Rate★ verse ★
You know how the fuck we comin' nigga, eight-block princeton, tear up every thing, nigga
Ayy
Hard to slow down, four deep in this car, we all got sticks
I'm off percs and dubs, but i just threw back two dubs, i'ma let them sit
Boy, you was never a throwback school, you was deep on the court
How you pick up a glick?
Big on showin' me, you gotta prove yo' point 'cause i ain't tryna talk 'bout shit
We slide 'bout errday
Catch me a face, walk 'em down, tryna complete the hit
Ballin' since zaza
Ran from yo' bitch, why fuck wit' her heart, if she ain't gotta worry 'bout shit
I'm takin' chances, whatever i gotta do for all us to get rich
Second amendment, all of us bear arms and we gon' out takin' risks
Don't flick the v up, we spank ass, and this and that's just jail
Killеrs will hawk shit wit' and rock chrome heart fresh as-fuck outsidе tryna wreak hell
I ain't say shit 'cause i wasn't born to ride, and we would've got back, why the fuck did he tell?
Fuck it, throw him out the hood, take a l
Back to the glock 'cause i gotta prevail
★ verse ★
We was out wit' our poles up, niggas' was froze up
We bend the block, toss shells
I cracked the face for the price
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Scat pack screamin', was too busy doggin' the demon, ain't even watch for twelve
Yo' life ain't a game but it'll get took in a second if you don't play well
You can hear that "brr-brr", that switch go off and i'm knowin' he fell
Head on, yeah, i'm head strong
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Pay my woe, she got her man at home, but you knowin' i won't tell
Fredo was wit' me when i was out searchin' for blood, he was tryna jump out wit' some whales
★ verse 2 ★
Yo' lil' bitch bad and i'm gon' fuck her right, but i'm gon' leave
Don't even ask me where i'm from, eight-block princeton, we make shit bleed
Tap the button, somebody son dying, father god, he can't breathe
I don't care if that bitch dip i got my pills and i got lean
Without my dose i'm mean
Condom on, she ain't that clean
You be too deep in the internet, chasin' clout, we don't get into that make him a meme
★ verse 3 ★
Cryin' in woods won't get him back
Only way you'll see him again if you dream
Won't take a stand but i'ma stand on all ten for my clan fo' i leave
Uh, yo' biggest opp really ain't shit
Bump into us and they be a bitch
Big on respect i can't go like a bitch, but you gotta show me, can't blow wit' yo' lips
Pin it up, they see this green on the tip
Come wit' us, we like to buy out the strip
Fly her out, she wanna chew on the dick
Broke as-fuck i was out hittin' me licks
She bring her friend wit' her, i don't say shit
She layin' wit' her i might jus' toss her some rick
I was outside on the eight in the cold, but i didn't have my pole, tryna catch me a vic'
Feedin' them shells i keep throwin', he get to ballin' up, watch buddy rip
★ verse ★
Niggas be bitch, condom out, he wasn't on shit
(?)
Stop playin' them games like shorty a lame, y'all knowin' it's go
Fuck the lil' opp, bitch, we big opps and we been up on that sco'
❲?❳
No love, but she love just suckin' me slow
Ain't gotta go in, you gotta go
★ refrain ★
Stop playin' them games like shorty a lame, y'all knowin' it's go
Fuck the lil' opp, bitch, we big opps, plus we been up on that sco'
❲?❳
No love, but she love just suckin' me slow
Ain't gotta go in, you gotta go (but you gotta leave)
Stop playin' them games like shorty a lame, y'all knowin' it's go
★ outro ★
Stop playin' them games like shorty a lame, y'all knowin' it's go
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