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we in the van 5 deep with the straps on
this a banger it’s yo b-tch favorite trap song
back on gangster sh-t n-gga game on
he kissed a hoe on the same lips i came on

aye where the f-ck my strap
i ain’t never seen so many p-ssy n-ggas on the map
screaming gang on the camera
but they’ll never shoot a cap
man this lifestyle they claim it’s not for them and that’s a fact

y’all n-ggas lame if y’all tryna throw some fists
it’s even worse if y’all n-ggas try to throw it for a b-tch
the realist n-ggas that i ever seen walk with sticks
they ain’t blind they just ready for a n-gga talking sh-t

twitter talking but they never in the streets
i’m so cold on the track but i’m still clutching w the heat
late night got a mask on this ain’t trick or treat
tryna blow a n-gga brains got the aim at his t–th

ran up money but naw man ain’t sh-t change
n-ggas acting tough but on gang boy they b-tch made
switch lanes on my mama w a switch blade
catch an opp chopper singing like it’s rick james

b-tches switching up quick but it’s cool
lobbing b-tches to my brother call ts an alley oop
any n-gga want smoke we gone shoot
want beef w my brother then u get the whole crew

i can’t cuff a thot b-tch i can’t hit those
they just want a n-gga d-ck cause his wrist froze
who want smoke we gone pull up in a whip hoe
and send shots drive by through that window

aye aye i’m a top dog
let it be known i’m that man w the drop top
i could pull up solo and shoot yo top off
take yo b-tch make the hoe take her top off

got a new whip n-ggas know it’s a steamer
you n-ggas make me sick boy i think i gotta fever
i just want the head simp n-gga u can keep her
i only wanted neck when i got it i delete her

i been w the streets man i gave this sh-t my life yeah
freshman year catch me walkin w that knife yeah
i had some problems man i know ts ain’t right yeah
but i still carry round that pump and that sh-t bite yeah

lost a lot of these n-ggas don’t ask me how i feel
just p-ss the blunt and mind yo business tryna get a mill
it was some days where my momma couldn’t cook a meal
and at 14 young n-ggas out here doing drills

b-tch
so don’t tell me how it go
i’m balling like 2k that’s what i spent on my clothe
had to make some money but ts came w hoes
cut a b-tch off like yo ex did yo clothes

just hit yo n-ggas yeah we winning u can check the score
ain’t wanna do it but u n-ggas thinking i’m a hoe
i became different ever since i seen my brother go
but i can’t fold 40 so d-mn loud it’s like a stereo

for all my n-ggas that i f-ck wit i’m gone pop out
rip my young n-ggas i’m gone see them when i clock out
i will never box again i always got this glock out
for my n-ggas that’s locked i’m tryna take that lock out
i bounced out dipped as f-ck in the rental
tell u bout my life you’d think a n-gga mental
i got two faces a young n-gga need a medal
i ain’t sell my soul but i’m fighting w the devil

we in the van 5 deep w the straps on
this a banger it’s yo b-tch favorite trap song
back on gangster sh-t n-gga game on he kissed a hoe on the same lips i came on

- ybc fayzo

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