let It Ride

Ride with a stick in the car, if we catching the opps , I'mma let his shit here ride You know I just copped me a half and this shit here exotic This gon' leave a nigga fried I got these killers around me, they toting them switches, them bullets hit them niggas, die On my hip know I'm totin' that fire Don't slip, put a nigga in the sky Man, I can't even trick, said I really be high I was broke as shit, now I'm really the guy Many niggas be soft and sweet like pie She give me that throat, then go bye-bye I just want the Mu, la-la-la Can't hear what you sayin', blah-blah-blah I got two brothers with me And we got four hoes One gotta go Out the freakin' door Pick and choose , aye let's roll Stick and move, aye let's go This nigga want smoke, tell him drop the lo Try to buck the jack , nigga, I'ma blow Im with my brother, we smokin' exotic Im with my brother, we smokin' anxiety Pull up on me, then you know I'ma pop it I got these racks, In my motherfuckin' pocket No, I don't start shit, my nigga, I stop it Hold up, let me switch it up Look, ayy Hold up, you don't, hold up, you don't, look Hold up, you don't got no gun, huh You better run, huh Nigga got no funds You go stupid, I go dumb I might spend shit with this drum Exotic pack up in my lungs All these niggas really bums When I was down, they ain't give me a crumb I stay on go, I'm never done Huh, nigga, I feel like the don My shooters front line, just like a pawn Young nigga with motion, you know what I'm on I'm trippin', I don't even pick up the phone I'm different, this nigga copy like Klon Sippin', I got your hoe and she tipsy Scraping the pots up right in the kitchen Look how I move, I kept the attention Niggas be weird and really be sissy Know that this drum hold a 50 Sippin' that drink and it mess up your kidney Shawty be trippin', I'm not tryna kick it No, I'm not tryna kick shit I get my brother to pack and he flip it I know those shits, it's hittin' Hold up, let me switch it up Look, hey Hold up, you don't Hold up, you don't, look Hold up, you don't got no gun You better run Nigga got no funds You go stupid, I go dumb I might spend shit with this drums Exotic pack up in my lungs All these niggas really bums When I was down, they ain't give me a crumb I stay on go, I'm never done Nigga, I feel like the don My shooters front line, just like a pawn Young nigga with motion, you know what I'm on I'm trippin', I don't even pick up the phone I'm different, these niggas copy like clones I'm sipping ', I got your hoe and she tipsy Scraping the pots up right in the kitchen Look how I move, I kept the attention Niggas be weird and really be sissy Know that this drum hold a 50 Sippin' that drink and it mess up your kidney Shawty be trippin', I'm not tryna kick it No, I'm not tryna kick shit I give my brother the pack and he flip it I know those shits, it's hittin'