Straight To It (feat. Band Gang)

RIP Dada

Money on the floor, I'ma come get it

If a **** want beef, we gon' come with it

Young **** been shittin', gettin' dumb chicken

Throw a bag at you, in two weeks I'ma come visit

Six mile **** but I'm plugged in your hood too

Yo man's out the way but you clump so we slump you

Big booty bitch gimme me head in the front room

She with the pop ups, I don't even gotta tell her come through

This shit in my blood, shit, I came out the thug

Ain't nobody give me shit, got it all out the mud

I ain't use no piece, got it all of them drugs

And my young dog strapped, better how you mug

Mil' comin' soon, I'm just waiting on the day

**** plottin' on a chain, bitch I'm plottin' on the Wraith

Feds snatched my ****, tryin' to link me to a case

So a **** low key, you'll never see my face, bitch

Money on the floor, let's get straight to it

Beef on the floor, let's get straight to it

Cold, thick bitch, bring her straight to me

**** sneak dissin' bring 'em straight to me

Money on the floor, let's get straight to it

Beef on the floor, let's get straight to it

Cold, thick bitch, bring her straight to me

**** sneak dissin' bring 'em straight to me

How that **** Tee get out that RTM indictment?

I wasn't on that case, keep you dick suckers quiet

When that smoke on the floor, we ain't sleepin on it

Bro said he saw the beef, set that boy on fire

Jump out the whip, get his mans, rip them **** flesh

Free the real, keep the rest, choppa eat the vest

My **** used to share clothes, I'ma state the facts

We was still pulling **** cards, fuckin' all the rest

Fast forward, now our goals, they got bigger

I been questioned on them murders, I ain't fold on them bitches

Great grand daddy was a slave, I admit it

But they cop so much weight, I let my white boys say ****

In the sleeve doing the dash 'bout to pop the transmission

Joy road ****, face card through the city

That **** Will say, he got the loud, come and get it

But don't even look into it, if DaDa ain't fuckin' with you, ****

Money on the floor, let's get straight to it

Beef on the floor, let's get straight to it

Cold, thick bitch, bring her straight to me

**** sneak dissin' bring 'em straight to me

Money on the floor, let's get straight to it

Beef on the floor, let's get straight to it

Cold, thick bitch, bring her straight to me

**** sneak dissin' bring 'em straight to me

Money on the floor, **** bring it straight to me

You shot the club up but you ain't stick around to see

I fuck with real ****, streets label me a G

Free streets, suite, one deep, clean streets

A **** squealed on him, gave my dawg a six piece

Get put six feet, think this grimy game sweet

Know the fit sweet, had it on for 'bout a week, ****

Hustle like a bitch, high as God but can't sleep

Paranoid as fuck, I know all the shit that I done did

Heard he got hit the nine, let me fill up my Sig

Don't want to see no pussy boy around me, we can't take one peak

Keep a thick bitch beside me that's gone take this dick

Tee called, it's all good, let me pull up to the y'all hood

Real guy, we see eye to eye, Ray Charles stood

Can't forget about the days we made a ticket off the jug

Connected from East to West, I'm who yo plug call plug, ****

Money on the floor, let's get straight to it

Beef on the floor, let's get straight to it

Cold, thick bitch, bring her straight to me

**** sneak dissin' bring 'em straight to me

Money on the floor, let's get straight to it

Beef on the floor, let's get straight to it

Cold, thick bitch, bring her straight to me

**** sneak dissin' bring 'em straight to me

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