Vivica

[Chorus: Na'kel Smith] Down Western Ave, do my dash (Skrrt) With my car too fast (Yeah) Swerved in your lane, your bad (Uh huh) All my bitches too bad (Woo) Wise nigga like my dad (Yeah) Wild nigga like my dad (Real talk) All I know is get bags (Yeah) Makin' more than your dad (Yeah) [Verse 1: Na'kel Smith] I don't even pop tabs no more, I'm too past that Niggas love to trip until bro hit him with the pass back If lil bro hit you on the Ds, then you ain't get no cash back Fresh up off a kit, how could I be any less than that Free bro out the bean, but I'm glad we got my cousin back RIP AJ, it's fucked up that he had to go through that Gotta tap back in with family, I'm a bum for that Too worried where the money at, I'm too smooth to run at that Too cool with fans to say I hi-hat, how I react Like Flatbed, I freestyle, thеn I go 'head, then run it back [Chorus: Na'kel Smith] Down Westеrn Ave, do my dash With my car too fast Swerved in your lane, your bad All my bitches too bad Wise nigga like my dad Wild nigga like my dad All I know is get bags Makin' more than your dad [Post-Chorus] Vivica, ain't you been listening baby? Just try, for me Okay, uh Come on Baby, I wanna— [Verse 2: Sideshow] I'm round you way more than you is, like who is you nigga? I told Akh it's time to build, so he brought the tool with him Rae snitched for less time, took the whole crew with him My lil brother heart cold, said he want him deceased I done did too much dirt to be out here preachin' Had to leave him right there, he was out here reachin' Lay him down, it's an offensive foul, fuck your defense Shot him close range, man flew from locker room to the bleachers And I can't fuck no gringo señoritas I only love Keishas, Vivicas and them Ninas I got my home girl to set him up, he think with his penis I ain't the smartest young nigga, but in these streets I'm a genius To his shorty, he be actin' hard, that shit is a pretense Why these men love to pretend Had to greet him with my left, my right is my brief hand Nigga [Outro: Dusty Loc] That's how we feel We die, it's like we 'gon kill one of them Mhm, mhm One of them die, 'cause they down for it They'll get took out And then guess what happens after one of them die They come back Right And then it's a feud 'til they don't want no more Until everybody just drop it But ain't nobody 'gon drop it