CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : sfs
Shoutout my Mexican killers
If you miss that n***a, then dig him up
I'd rather ride with the hittas’
I'd rather ride in a Bentley
You want some money? You silly
If I owe a n***a then kill me
Put fire on that boy, we just did him, yeah (Woo)
Too many of these n***as gone, n***a, go pick up your bro (N***a, go pick up your bro)
I just told my dog, go get that bone, the n***a might lose his lil' dome
Dumb b*t*h keep hittin’ my phone, these groupie b*t*hes got me blown (Groupie b*t*hes got me blown)
Only way these n***as could get money off of me if I need something from the store
Like, yeah, bro, he signed a deal, but that sh*t just a loan
Washin' the money with the water 'cause it flow
Open up a eight but she put it up her nose
Hear you bustin' outside, n***a, that's my song
Yeah, I might hit a n***a just like a bong
Well, I might hit your b*t*h like a gong
We chillin' by the food truck in the zone
Been had a mask on before Coron'
Two ducked off, leave me f**k alone
Stupid blunt, yeah, I smell like a bowl
Why your b*t*h, in the function? She goin'
She tryna’ turn me on
I’m gettin' higher than God
Bussin’ that fire, my boy (Buh, buh, buh)
You finna die, my boy
Tucked in, now I'm pullin' that card
Hoes in that Honda accord
I guess being broke is a norm'
But n***a, you know I need more
Young n***a, but I’m f**kin' old w****s
Talk sh*t, but you don't know the story
Smack a b*t*h n***a, take all his glory
N***a wan' fight, I'm not no boy
Five shots blowin' right out the torch
Hittin' ya' face, open your pores
Hit up your mama for the intercourse
Should I get the AP or the Rollie, I'm torn
If I see a bad b*t*h, I'ma bang it
I'm a real n***a you can't change it
And I'm a savage, yeah, I hop on this beat and do damage
Face shots, so you need a new dentist
Shoutout my Mexican killers
If you miss that n***a, then dig him up
I'd rather ride with the hittas'
I'd rather ride in a Bentley
You want some money? You silly
If I owe a n***a then kill me
Put fire on that boy, we just did him, yeah (Yee)
Yee-yee
If you miss that n***a, then dig him up
I'd rather ride with the hittas’
I'd rather ride in a Bentley
You want some money? You silly
If I owe a n***a then kill me
Put fire on that boy, we just did him, yeah (Woo)
Too many of these n***as gone, n***a, go pick up your bro (N***a, go pick up your bro)
I just told my dog, go get that bone, the n***a might lose his lil' dome
Dumb b*t*h keep hittin’ my phone, these groupie b*t*hes got me blown (Groupie b*t*hes got me blown)
Only way these n***as could get money off of me if I need something from the store
Like, yeah, bro, he signed a deal, but that sh*t just a loan
Washin' the money with the water 'cause it flow
Open up a eight but she put it up her nose
Hear you bustin' outside, n***a, that's my song
Yeah, I might hit a n***a just like a bong
Well, I might hit your b*t*h like a gong
We chillin' by the food truck in the zone
Been had a mask on before Coron'
Two ducked off, leave me f**k alone
Stupid blunt, yeah, I smell like a bowl
Why your b*t*h, in the function? She goin'
She tryna’ turn me on
I’m gettin' higher than God
Bussin’ that fire, my boy (Buh, buh, buh)
You finna die, my boy
Tucked in, now I'm pullin' that card
Hoes in that Honda accord
I guess being broke is a norm'
But n***a, you know I need more
Young n***a, but I’m f**kin' old w****s
Talk sh*t, but you don't know the story
Smack a b*t*h n***a, take all his glory
N***a wan' fight, I'm not no boy
Five shots blowin' right out the torch
Hittin' ya' face, open your pores
Hit up your mama for the intercourse
Should I get the AP or the Rollie, I'm torn
If I see a bad b*t*h, I'ma bang it
I'm a real n***a you can't change it
And I'm a savage, yeah, I hop on this beat and do damage
Face shots, so you need a new dentist
Shoutout my Mexican killers
If you miss that n***a, then dig him up
I'd rather ride with the hittas'
I'd rather ride in a Bentley
You want some money? You silly
If I owe a n***a then kill me
Put fire on that boy, we just did him, yeah (Yee)
Yee-yee
