Lyrics

Coupe got the missing roof
Your boo came up missing too
Poof
I just stoled your boo
Now oh, she gon' eat the crew
Bread up in the gang
You would think that Bagg was comin' through
Smile in my face
But like a plastic bag I see through you
Tay Keith, fuck these **** up
Yeah you fucked 'em up with this one Tay Keith
(Ha-ha-ha)
You got BlocBoy JB
Tay Keith produced it
Word, word, word, word, word
(That cash talk, money long)
Shows getting booked
(Chopper fired at a motherfucker's dome)
Hoes getting took
(And if he playin')
(Man he still won't make it home)
Whole lot of Bloc Nation block **** in your ass
Ay what you on 'cuz?
Riding in the mother-fucking Rover
(Skrrt, skrrt)
**** talkin' down, I don't know ya
(Huh?)
Made a hundred plays in the Focus
(Skrrt)
Gotta maintain, stay focused
(That's on my mama)
Riding in the mother-fucking Rover
(Word)
**** talkin' down, I don't know ya
(I don't know ya)
Made a hundred plays in the Focus
(Skrrt)
Gotta maintain, stay focused
Bitch I'm on a mission
(On a mission)
Riding 'round with Lil Jugg
And he got extensions
(Got extensions)
If a **** dis the block
He gon' come up missing
(Word)
And if you want to find his body
You gon' have to go fishing
We wash a **** like dishes
You get did up
(You get did up)
If you say the wrong thing
You get hit up
(You get hit up)
We gon' break y'all **** down like a swiser
(Like the swiser)
Take a picture
(Take a picture)
When it's cold bitch
I'm still the hottest ****
(Hot)
Them **** on the other side broke
I overlook 'em
(I overlook 'em)
All 'bout the Benjamins
I'm feeling like Bucum
(Word)
Feeling like Raymond
(Crip)
Grape Street Gang, what you saying?
(Yah)
Seven hundred, we the new Iran
(Wooh, wooh, wooh)
Riding in the mother-fucking Rover
(Skrrt, skrrt)
**** talkin' down, I don't know ya
(Huh?)
Made a hundred plays in the Focus
(Skrrt)
Gotta maintain, stay focused
(That's on my mama)
Riding in the mother-fucking Rover
(Skrrt, skrrt)
(Word)
**** talkin' down, I don't know ya
(Skrrt, skrrt)
(I don't know)
Made a hundred plays in the Focus
(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Gotta maintain, stay focused
(Word, word, word)
Coupe got the missing roof
Your boo came up missing too
Poof
I just stoled your boo
Now oh, she gon' eat the crew
Bread up in the gang
You would think that Bagg was comin' through
(Word)
Smile in my face
But like a plastic bag I see through you
(Yeah, yeah)
Killers in my mother-fucking circle
(Yah)
I bang the C, half a circle
(Crip)
It's first degree
I'll murk ya
(Rah)
Take your head off on purpose
(Rah, rah)
Ha, y'all **** know what the fuck goin' on ****
**** better stop playin'
'Fore his mama end up layin'
You heard me?
Real, on crip ****
Whole lotta gang shit ****, Grape Street ****
Hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Riding in the mother-fucking Rover
(Skrrt, skrrt)
**** talkin' down, I don't know ya
(Skrrt, skrrt)
(Huh?)
Made a hundred plays in the Focus
(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Gotta maintain, stay focused
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(That's on my mama)
Riding in the mother-fucking Rover
(Rover)
(Word)
**** talkin' down, I don't know ya
(I 'on, I 'on know)
Made a hundred plays in the Focus
(Skrrt)
Gotta maintain, stay focused
(Stay focused)
Written by: James Baker
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