Lies

Grrrr Bow, bow Told bro let's opp block tour catch a opp, and he's under attack Told broski swerve then pop them doors I hop out the ford, I'm cutting his back Buck into me, you're running your packed She's twerking on me, I'm loving her back See me with a sword, slip up, it's long Get sent to the Lord, I'm smoking on that F*ck Werribee police and f*ck the judge They ain't free my G's, it gets fucked up when you see this G We chef man down, they turned deceased He got cook like fries and burger But I don't mean the cheesy cheese Saw his face on the TV screen Put one in their head, no Christmas tree We still tryna glide and get man Down send them, to the stars, no Christmas tree Bro told me when shhh got pack Tyreese dash, and sneezy flee While screaming why you leaving me? I'm not gonna lie, that cheeky G You can't step for me or the G's You're the reason that he's deceased We still opp block tour in melton If not then 53 Can't see him cause he's beneath On the back rods, we lean and squeeze Why snitch to the fucking 9s? Why you think we call him EDP H-Town, thots try teasing me But I ain't tryna die like Eazy-E Flip them packs and move this food opp block tour, I'm moving loose Pop them doors and run man down And if you're there, including you He's a bitch, he runs on roads Just like that bird from Looney Tunes Can't forget about that day AC M1 and Hoozie to Told bro lets opp block tour Catch a opp, and he's underattack Told broski swerve, then pop them doors I hop out the ford, I'm cutting his back Buck into to me, you're running your packed She's twerking on me, I'm loving her back See me with a sword, slip up its long get send to the Lord, I'm smoking on that Told bro lets opp block tour Catch a opp, and he's underattack Told broski swerve, then pop them doors I hop out the ford, I'm cutting his back Buck into to me, you're running your packed She's twerking on me, I'm loving her back See me with a sword, slip up its long get send to the Lord, I'm smoking on that