| Finna get a new 'Vette cash, narcs on my ass
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| Young niggas wilding 'cause they never had a dad
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| She just bust that pussy open 'cause she see I got the swag (Uh)
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| I ain’t talking about the clothes, it’s the close, ho
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| Rockstar, give some coke to your main ho (Uh)
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| Brand new Draco take your head off
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| I’ma get drunk in this bitch and have a shootout
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| Hit him with the MAC, he be acting like, «Who that?»
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| Baby want some molly, yeah, she really tryna boot up
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| I’m kinda lit but I still shoot it
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| She just wanna fuck in the back of the Bentley
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| When I wake up in the morning, MAC or the .50?
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| Never leave the crib without the tooly
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| My slime told me, «Hold up, let me shoot it»
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| Hit 'em in the leg, get a ring
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| Hit 'em in the brain, get a chain
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| Got some new K’s and I might send the gang
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| Ice in my teeth same color lemonade (Lemonade)
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| I’m from the Eastside
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| Cracking them cards, they living off pizza (Pizza)
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| Stack it then blow it in Neiman (Neiman)
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| That’s why my neck on Katrina (Katrina)
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| She want a real nigga to beat it
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| Mornin', mornin', check, bitch
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| Finna catch a jet lift
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| Finna catch a jet lift
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| I’m on to the next bitch
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| Snuck in this bitch with my fire (Fire)
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| I walk around with the knots (Knots)
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| I get to counting the guap (Guap)
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| Fingers is blue when I stop (Stop)
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| Gotta get rich 'fore I die (Die)
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| Them bands, I be needing a lot (Lot)
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| Came from jugging and swiping the card (Card)
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| Now I’m the big dawg on the yard (Yard), ayy
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| Snuck in this bitch with my fire (Fire)
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| I walk around with the knots (Knots)
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| I get to counting the guap (Guap)
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| Fingers is blue when I stop (Stop)
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| Gotta get rich 'fore I die (Die)
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| Them bands, I be needing a lot (Lot)
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| Came from jugging and swiping the card (Card)
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| Now I’m the big dawg on the yard (Yard)
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| Know the youngin snuck in with that fire (That fire)
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| I had to get rich 'fore I die ('Fore I die)
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| All this money, it stack to the sky (Sky)
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| Every day I thank God I’m alive (I'm alive)
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| Still that same nigga that be creepin' with that SIG or the MAC-10 (SIG or the
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| MAC-10)
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| Sittin' on blocks, we in your bushes where the grass bend (Where the grass bend)
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| My bro died and I ain’t see him in that casket
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| Heart real cold so now I’m stackin' up this cash, bitch (Stackin' up this cash)
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| Flip the blower then stuff the bands in the attic (Up in the attic)
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| Bitch kicked my door and they ain’t even flip the mattress (Flip the mattress)
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| Now it’s smoke for any nigga who wanna have it (Who wanna have it)
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| Pawn your jewelry and then I went and bought a Patek
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| Snuck in this bitch with my fire (Fire)
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| I walk around with the knots (Knots)
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| I get to counting the guap (Guap)
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| Fingers is blue when I stop (Stop)
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| Gotta get rich 'fore I die (Die)
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| Them bands, I be needing a lot (Lot)
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| Came from jugging and swiping the card (Card)
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| Now I’m the big dawg on the yard (Yard) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ride Wit Da Fye PT. 2 , by - Lil Gnar. Song from the album FIRE HAZARD, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп