Blxxdy (feat. Chynna Mane)

(CHYNNA MANE)

What the fuck you do when you don't got shit

Grab a chopper, couple clips with intent to get rich

Bitch I come from the gutter where they want me to be

Where they think ima stay, I can't get trapped in the streets

I see a better life and dollar signs when I go to sleep

I see a devil on each shoulder trying to turn me on me

And everywhere that I turn I see another one dead

Or gone off that dog food falling down with each step

Worse than a hole in the head

We gotta do what we do

Make the wrong fuckin' move and we gon' run down on you

We saw flexin' on the gram so we know all yo steps

Saw your dead family on there, bitch don't end up with them

(BLOKKA $OLO)

Let em sleep in a box

6 feet cuz the Glocks

Eazystreet be the gang

6 side fuck the law

Bitches Bitches from my past speakin' on my fuckin' name

Like I won't put it on your head for the price of some cocaine

Track a pussy motherfucka then I pull up to his work

Lil target work at target on the clock you could get murked

I should let my lil homies put yo bitch ass on a shirt

Who the fuck gon die today i'm popping shots and bangin' WURCE

In the burque

My soldiers

Straight Locsters

Dick up on the Glock and fucked em like a hoe bruh

Now you hold up

**** hold up

What a shame he wanna be just like us

Albucrazy

Turned me crazy

Turned me brainless for the paper I be chasin'

You a punk bitch, don't know dangerous

Wasn't raised in the city I was raised in

I'm a monster for the paper

Leave yo old lady cut up in the mesa

Fuck the industry, I'm a gangsta

Opp's tour bus **** gettin K'd up

6 side fuck the law

6 side fuck the law

Fuck the law

6 side fuck the law

Eazystreet be the gang

6 side fuck the law