Davies, what's another hit?
Everything shoot twice at one time, even the chopper
Bounce out on a nigga full AP, blew his shit out
He up now, he can't see a doctor
Roll out the woods, get chopped up
We do murders right there, can't solve 'em
Busting right from the creep through the alley
Trying to bum the dude, get it on, it's a ball game
Mike Amiri come Ricky, Ricky
Ain't no space for you, little boy, this a two-seater
Your bitch popping the bottles and shaking
Ass to my music and that's why you beat her
Ain't even celebrating to say I did
My rich folks swerve on humble beats
Pull up to the scene, fresh bust came out the what?
The 92 look like a bumblebee
I'm in Cali right now and I'm blazing
Woods back to back, I can't stop it
I don't give a fuck what you said out your mouth
Put a red beam on him if he still rock with it
You know them shots in the SRT engine that's a real car killer
Walk in the store in the motherfucking ass for a pair
You don't know how that fit that's a star filler
Welcome them in the turkeys
How you want to get your bank to defrag?
Bloodbath running the hundreds
Summertime shorty totting the Drake with a C-MAG
Steady thumbing through hundreds
Still got easy sleep shit and piss and drink cash
Saying no one time out of me and yes
Now check your bitch with his cheap ass
That shit crazy
Bro beat my dog, he traded on me
But I don't give no fuck, I saw that coming
And I'm back though, can't stay away from me
My mom be worried I'm ripping and running
The streets but I'm out here faithfully
I fill a nigga with a 30 round cause switch
On the back on him so take a screen
Davies, what's another hit?
Everything shoot twice at one time, even the chopper
Bounce out on a nigga full AP, blew his shit out
He up now, he can't see a doctor
Roll out the woods, get chopped up
We do murders right there, can't solve 'em
Busting right from the creep through the alley
Trying to bum the dude, get it on, it's a ball game
Mike Amiri come Ricky, Ricky
Ain't no space for you, little boy, this a two-seater
Your bitch popping the bottles and shaking
Ass to my music and that's why you beat her
Ain't even celebrating to say I did
My rich folks swerve on humble beats
Pull up to the scene, fresh bust came out the what?
The 92 look like a bumblebee
92 Like a bumblebee
92 Like a bumblebee
Bitch-ass niggas be under me
Pull up fresh
Davies, what's another hit?
Steady smoking down, steady getting rich on you fuck-ass niggas, man
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