Hanglo

Ridin' with my chrome, man I'm smoking on some dope man
Ridin' with my chrome, man I'm smoking on some dope man (yuh yuh)
Ridin' with my chrome, man I'm smoking on some dope man (yeah, it's D)
Ridin' with my chrome, man I'm smoking on some dope man
Ay, smoking out the gas pack (bad bitch, ass fat)
Gettin' money fever but I don't think you niggas had that
In and out the banks with them checks I had to cash that
Playin' round wit death and playing with me, it's the same thing

Creep up on them slow
Sliding on a hoe
Choppa with the monkey nuts, I let them hang low
You the one I'm gunning for, you better lay low
You cannot respond once you get this halo

Screaming motherfucka hate a bro
Anybody want it, they can get it
I'm like "hey, lil' bro"
Bul-bul-bullets made fuck a nigga
Yeah, these tailored bro
Paper in my coat
Lookin' like dumb fit in child lil bro
Don't get roudy in this bitch
I'll leave your head blown

Sliding on a hoe
Choppa with the monkey nuts, I let them hang low
You the one I'm gunning for, you better lay low
You cannot respond once you get this halo
Creep up on them slow
Sliding on a hoe
Choppa with the monkey nuts, I let them hang low
You the one I'm gunning for, you better lay low
You cannot respond once you get this halo

Fuck that, step back
Bitch, I'm ridin' with this mac
Try me if you wanna, I'm more deadly than a heart attack
Moving tac, cus' I know its niggas that want lay me flat
Stanley Steamer cus' my heat get hot, meet my automat-
Glah
YRG I got that metal on my leg
Bitch it fucked me up when my dog let them hoes get in his head
How you let them gas you up, pump yo head with lies
Switching over coochie, man I'm honestly surprised
Kick it wit' that hoe, you lost all yo gang ties
See that niggas eating now, four-course meal with sides
Let a nigga do his thing
He brought his own demise (He did it to himself)

Creep up on them slow
Sliding on a hoe
Choppa with the monkey nuts, I let them hang low
You the one I'm gunning for, you better lay low
You cannot respond once you get this halo
Creep up on them slow
Sliding on a hoe
Choppa with the monkey nuts, I let them hang low
You the one I'm gunning for, you better lay low
You cannot respond once you get this halo

Bitch, I pull that trigger back
Mac split 'em like a pack thrax
Smoke 'em like a spliff
Too much paper in this backpack
Heavy bullets is contagious, .40 pushin hazmats
Cryin over pussy, bitch I thought that we was past that
Why you worried 'bout it? uh
Benjies breakin' pockets, uh
I ain't fuckin with yo bitch, lil boy, I ain't the problem
Breaking locks, I cut the gossip
Paper chasin', get a grip
Smokin' till I'm my coffin, payin' homage to my livin'
Yeah, I noticed all the time
That you ain't never hit me til' the paper came in line
I up the switch, I put that metal jacket through his spine
Bitch, go put that pride aside
Lil boy, ya gang ain't never show
I'm smoking on that thrax until I-

Creep up on them slow
Sliding on a hoe
Choppa with the monkey nuts, I let them hang low
You the one I'm gunning for, you better lay low
You cannot respond once you get this halo
Creep up on them slow
Sliding on a hoe
Choppa with the monkey nuts, I let them hang low
You the one I'm gunning for, you better lay low
You cannot respond once you get this halo