[Hook]
Ay
So they just put me in a cell, and don't even know why
Feds tryna hold me down
But I got streets on my mind
I need 180 for the drank, because I'm scarce on the pints
If I get caught with a pack
It's 50 to life
They say I'm on a bad path
I'm movin' wrong
Like brody get your ass back
I'm tryna move this dope
And I got bitches with a Blackberry tryna hit my phone
MetroPCS my cell, 'cause I don't share my lo'
[Verse 1]
Catch 'em out in traffic, when we steady on the road
Can't keep on lackin', 'cause these streets are very cold
Choppa turn him into Danny
Bullets make him ghost
And this bitch, fye, fye
Click, click
Quick reload
[Verse 2]
.762 out my Drac', straight dump shit
And I don't fuck with Henny
Only rockin' Red Rum shit
All white Bentley, top down
Don't you stain it
One little spill, and you life's the main payment
[Hook]
They just put me in a cell, and don't even know why
Feds tryna hold me down
But I got streets on my mind
I need 180 for the drank, because I'm scarce on the pints
If I get caught with a pack
It's 50 to life
They say I'm on a bad path
I'm movin' wrong
Like brody get your ass back
I'm tryna move this dope
And I got bitches with a Blackberry tryna hit my phone
MetroPCS my cell, 'cause I don't share my lo'
[Verse 3]
Bitch I'm on my way up
Benjamin's and Peso's
Big bands
Nicknames like bankroll
And I'ma pour some crank up
Got Molly in my Faygo
Homie out in Cali servin' bricks just like it's Lego
[Verse 4]
Keep it 75
When I'm rockin' 18k
And bitch I always keep 124 up in this K
Tell you homie keep it silent, or this choppa finna spray
Fuck a gun, catch this 1, 2, like my name was Money May
So I keep it 75
When I'm rockin' 18k
And bitch I always keep 124 up in this K
Tell you homie keep it silent, or this choppa finna spray
Fuck a gun, catch this 1, 2, like my name was Money May
[Hook]
So they just put me in a cell, and don't even know why
Feds tryna hold me down
But I got streets on my mind
I need 180 for the drank, because I'm scarce on the pints
If I get caught with a pack
It's 50 to life
They say I'm on a bad path
I'm movin' wrong
Like brody get your ass back
I'm tryna move this dope
And I got bitches with a Blackberry tryna hit my phone
MetroPCS my cell, 'cause I don't share my lo'
Ay
So they just put me in a cell, and don't even know why
Feds tryna hold me down
But I got streets on my mind
I need 180 for the drank, because I'm scarce on the pints
If I get caught with a pack
It's 50 to life
They say I'm on a bad path
I'm movin' wrong
Like brody get your ass back
I'm tryna move this dope
And I got bitches with a Blackberry tryna hit my phone
MetroPCS my cell, 'cause I don't share my lo'
[Verse 1]
Catch 'em out in traffic, when we steady on the road
Can't keep on lackin', 'cause these streets are very cold
Choppa turn him into Danny
Bullets make him ghost
And this bitch, fye, fye
Click, click
Quick reload
[Verse 2]
.762 out my Drac', straight dump shit
And I don't fuck with Henny
Only rockin' Red Rum shit
All white Bentley, top down
Don't you stain it
One little spill, and you life's the main payment
[Hook]
They just put me in a cell, and don't even know why
Feds tryna hold me down
But I got streets on my mind
I need 180 for the drank, because I'm scarce on the pints
If I get caught with a pack
It's 50 to life
They say I'm on a bad path
I'm movin' wrong
Like brody get your ass back
I'm tryna move this dope
And I got bitches with a Blackberry tryna hit my phone
MetroPCS my cell, 'cause I don't share my lo'
[Verse 3]
Bitch I'm on my way up
Benjamin's and Peso's
Big bands
Nicknames like bankroll
And I'ma pour some crank up
Got Molly in my Faygo
Homie out in Cali servin' bricks just like it's Lego
[Verse 4]
Keep it 75
When I'm rockin' 18k
And bitch I always keep 124 up in this K
Tell you homie keep it silent, or this choppa finna spray
Fuck a gun, catch this 1, 2, like my name was Money May
So I keep it 75
When I'm rockin' 18k
And bitch I always keep 124 up in this K
Tell you homie keep it silent, or this choppa finna spray
Fuck a gun, catch this 1, 2, like my name was Money May
[Hook]
So they just put me in a cell, and don't even know why
Feds tryna hold me down
But I got streets on my mind
I need 180 for the drank, because I'm scarce on the pints
If I get caught with a pack
It's 50 to life
They say I'm on a bad path
I'm movin' wrong
Like brody get your ass back
I'm tryna move this dope
And I got bitches with a Blackberry tryna hit my phone
MetroPCS my cell, 'cause I don't share my lo'
( F3NIX )
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