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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ron Suno
Ron Suno
Vocals
Kay Glizz
Kay Glizz
Vocals

Lyrics

Envy us, envy us, envy us (envy us)
Devil B, let's make some money
(Fu-Tang on the track)
(Sorry, did-did he say, 'Solution'?)
Hold up, in the back of the car, tens, twenty percent (ten percent)
He messed up, brodie, how 'bout the whip? (Whip)
He say, 'What'? He don't know how I get it
Do not come for the smoke, you get trucked to a split (slip)
I'm throwin' shots, I don't throw on no dents
.45 do a flop with the smacks, I got a kick
Been a block, ain't no way I'ma miss
Boutta hop off my scratch, I'ma took off the list
In the back of the car, tens, twenty percent (ten percent)
He messed up, brodie, how 'bout the whip? (Whip)
He say, 'What'? He don't know how I get it
Do not come for the smoke, you get trucked to a split (slip)
I'm throwin' shots, I don't throw on no dents
.45 do a flop with the smacks, I got a kick
Been a block, ain't no way I'ma miss
Boutta hop off my scratch, I'ma took off the list
Heavy on the gettin' money, takin' trips
We always aggressive, bangin' out the tecs
Shit is gettin' scary, I'm prayin' to hence
Now **** is talkin', givin' out texts
Gotta watch who with real shit, did you with me? Do not be flashin' wrists
If we want it, you know we snatchin' the shit
I've been chillin' since I've been havin' this shit, but fuck it
MMP tucked up, anybody movin' funny, I'ma pluck it
I be tryna up it, thinkin' 'bout throwin' on us, then **** really smokin' somethin'
G out in public, G2C got the beam on, boy, why the fuck is you runnin'?
They don't really want it, they on the grip, throwin' subs on
We tryna hit **** muffins
Hold up, in the back of the car, 10, 20 percent
He messed up, brodie, how 'bout the whip?
He say what? He don't know how I get it
Do not come for the smoke, you get trucked to a split (slip)
I'm throwin' shots, I don't throw on no dents
.45 do a flop with the smacks, I got a kick
Been a block, ain't no way I'ma miss
Boutta hop off my scratch, I'ma took off the list
Hoppin' out the V, I'm tryna rope down
Bring out the gun, I'm quick to let it spark out
Rollin' down the window when it's dark out
Choke 'em, **** know this when I hulk down
They don't wanna see me when I pop out
Multiple chops, I love to bring the knots out
Missed that shot, I make a **** watch out
Been down the block, I'm throwin' to the cop combs
They won't hear when I click, I'ma show off the beam
Left hand faster, it's quicker, release
I'll go dumb when I flock at his
It's a BMO Benz and I don't trust the V's
Yes, yes, yes, yes
Hold up, in the back of the car, 10, 20 percent
He messed up, but he hopped off the wrist
He say what? He don't know how I get
Do not come for the smoke, you get touched with a spliff
I'm throwin' shots, I don't throw on no dents
.45 through a flop with the smacks, I got a kick
Been a block, ain't no way I'ma miss
Boutta hop off my scratch, I'ma took off the list
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