Lyrics

Aw shit, here we go again
Ayy, If you ain't from my gang
Get the fuck 'round here
Demon faces, big dope
And a bunch of rounds here
Ain't no faking in my town here
Bitch, We lay it down here
You get lost and never found here
In the ground here
Grab the swishers or the douchies
When I hit the store mane
'Cause the dangerous is free
When I'm up at the dope train
Bumping Kees-1
Rest in peace I hold the torch mane
Only time I'm getting dirty
Is when I'm cooking cocaine
They like "$olo dawg the goat"
Like it's motherfucking suppose to be
Ain't no snakes up in my grass
I keep the mower close to me
Ten toes on the ground I hold it down
I ain't no hoe in me
I don't spit no raps, I just spit game
This shit just flows for me
I don't show no face, 'cause I'm a motherfucking legend ho
I don't think like y'all, I'm thinking smart
My shit is different foe
I don't think I'll make it
They say "Boy watch what your wishing for"
So I keep that .223 on me
Bitch I am ready foe
Take a step back, My gun got them XXX-extensions foe
Momma said "Boy why you need all of that protection for?"
I say "Momma I know god got me, but this protect me though"
Father, Son, The holy ghost, And then I cock a fucking toast
If you ain't from my gang
Get the fuck 'round here
Demon faces, big dope
And a bunch of rounds here
Ain't no faking in my town here
You get lost and never found here
In the ground here
Ayy, If you ain't from my gang
Get the fuck 'round here
Demon faces, big dope
And a bunch of rounds here
Ain't no faking in my town here
Bitch, We lay it down here
You get lost and never found here
In the ground here
Written by: Blokka $oLO, Jesus Espinoza
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