[Intro]
E-E-Enrgy made this one
Ridin' round wit' a (It's us)
Ridin' round wit' a (Slatt)
Ridin' round (Go)
Ridin' round wit' a
[Verse]
Ridin' round wit a judge give a nigga the death sentence
I just spent a cool thirty-eight on a few pendants (Yeah)
If I build a new house pave the road with rose gold
My newest bitch is way prettier than my old hoes (God)
I never had nobody help me up in my darkest low (God)
Shit was movin' too fast, had to pour a four (Yeah)
We still countin' new cash, at the bungalow
The youngest me was sellin wood, like a gigolo (Slatt)
The youngest me was juggin' shit, tell hеr for the low
Hctib aggin a kcuf yllaer ll'I
Really saying shit that no onе knows
Free the grim reaper tagging toes and snatching hoes
Had her turn around speaking ass some hiero's
We dog white bitches just because they made Jim Crow
We going right a nigga shit if they think it's sweet
I really change your life seen folks you'll never meet
Fuck her from the back pull her wig she young Meek
Yea, they know my name
We hit him in his mouth now he iced at Johnny Dang (That was hard, ight come on)
It's really us, if I ain't know him 'fore I had a million I couldn't trust 'em
Try to set me up what the fuck I should've bust 'em
Shouldn't have spared this nigga bitch, should've bust her
All I like is carrots like DW, Arthur, Buster
I'm a salt shaker, back breaker, flow sweeper, hoe beater, door kicker, lick hitter, sack getter, bag flipper, wraith ripper, drank sipper, Glock toter, bitch thief (Go)
I really wipe a nigga nose like I'm Lil Keed
Really got that shit from the ground, like a plant seed
Bitches who take pictures in my crib that's my pet peeve
Bitch you ain't my bitch can't get much
A bitch who ain't my bitch can't get
A bitch who ain't my bitch can't get nothing
Hundred yards in my front yard, they wondering why I'm rushing
Hitting that bitch from the back she get that stuffing
R.I.P. grandma, she send me to church with all this cussing
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