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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quintavious Grier
Songwriter
Lyrics
(YTMKB)
One of my biggest fears is my **** switching up
Say they heart ain't really big enough
And we ride 'round with guns probably big as us
And we be on some 2Pac shit, "Hit 'Em Up" (Aloy)
(You know how the kid play)
Tell them, "Spin a bend" they send shots flyin'
Say he wanna be famous, put him on Fox 5, ayy
And I ride with the mob, check out mob ties
I might just pull up and hop out the coupe, it got frog eyes
Ayy, ayy, **** play with Unfoonk and get hogtied
**** play with Unfoonk, then they all die
Talking 'bout knocking off your big homie, even he small fry
Why would I lie?
Old murder never switching up (ah)
You say you **** gangsters, you ain't did enough (ah-ah)
Spin the block a couple times, think they did enough (spin it)
Hail Mary, 2Pac shit, I'm 'bout to Hit 'Em Up (ah)
And listen up, disrespect you **** crazy, your work ethic lazy (shit)
Black hair on a ****, 8 Mile, shit, I'm shady
I get wicked with this paper (ah), don't get me thinking crazy (ah)
Send the word to them apes, erase your whole generation (aah)
Every **** around me wicked like, "Why would I lie?"
Slime ball **** like, "Ya-ya-ya"
If I ever told a soul, I'm like, "Nah, nah, nah"
I won't change on my brother for nah, nah, nah (Unfoonk)
Tell them, "Spin a bend" they send shots flyin'
Say he wanna be famous, put him on Fox 5, ayy
And I ride with the mob, check out mob ties
I might just pull up and hop out the coupe, it got frog eyes
Ayy, ayy, **** play with Unfoonk and get hogtied
**** play with Unfoonk, then they all die
Talking 'bout knocking off your big homie, even he small fry
Why would I lie?
Why would I lie? (What?) I got mob ties (fuck)
When they see the gang feel it changing, they get frog-eyed
And I've been right round the way, it's not a long ride
So if you 'bout it be about it at all times
And I'm tryna run my racks up on ****
But they wanna make me act up on ****
But they say a young **** wrong riding with killas
But they don't know that just how you gotta ride, when you got them figures
And they don't know that just how you gotta ride when you that **** (on god)
The choppa on the floor but I got the Glock right here in the middle (boom, boom, boom)
And I want you think it's sweet but it's really sour when it gets bitter
Once a lil' ****, I've been riding 'round have a bag up, now I'm bigger
Tell them, "Spin a bend" they send shots flyin'
Say he wanna be famous, put him on Fox 5, ayy
And I ride with the mob, check out mob ties
I might just pull up and hop out the coupe, it got frog eyes
Ayy, ayy, **** play with Unfoonk and get hogtied
**** play with Unfoonk, then they all die
Talking 'bout knocking off your big homie, even he small fry
Why would I lie?
(Aloy)
(You know how the kid play)
(YTMKB)
Written by: Quintavious Grier, Ricky Hill