22 (Long Way Down)

Wait Yeow, yeow, yaow Yeow, yeow, yaow Yeow, yeow, yaow (uh) Yeow, yeow, yaow Yeow, yeow, yaow Yeow, yeow, ya- Ride around with my Glock (Glock) Been there, came with ammo No, I don't f*ck with the opps (opps) See them there, we damn those (huh) This Glock not .22 and my car on twenty-two's I'm a young nigga, twenty-two And these shoes cost twenty-two (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) Nah, I can't cuff a bop Pull up quick like- (ooh, yeah) Who know that love would die? And this shit cost twenty-two With a groupie, I signed her boobs And I'm knockin' that ho out her boots True Religion, I be true And I think that I like you That's my bitch, but I like you too Shit'll feel like Ike and Tina, Top Kid like Ikey Turner She says she like my demeanor I won't text her on no burner (oh) I'm in Texas ridin' through Decatur I be pullin' off, I won't see you later And I heard this car like Mater Brand new bitch, I had to save her And this watch here cost some paper Happy G-day Blake, my twin, but I still look like Xavier I'd die 'bout my nana We'll kill him, yeah, we aband' him He was gang, but we abandon Ride with the Glock, it's a nano Wake up, turn them bands on I don't gotta say more Wait Ride around with my Glock (Glock) Been there, came with ammo No, I don't f*ck with the opps (opps) See them there, we damn those (huh) This Glock not .22 and my car on twenty-two's I'm a young nigga, twenty-two And these shoes cost twenty-two Ride around with my Glock (Glock) Been there, came with ammo No, I don't f*ck with the opps (opps) See them there, we damn those (huh) This Glock not .22 and my car on twenty-two's I'm a young nigga, twenty-two And these shoes cost twenty-two