[Chorus: x2]
I'm on yak she on goosey all my niggas keep that tooly
I'm in Chevy he in duely
Me and my niggas finna make a movie[Verse 1]
Sick Chevy back to back I drink brown they drink white paint wet engine tight
Dis our city we run lites hustle all day stunt at night pistol on lap who gon' jack
Pulled up the realist pulled out the whips time to show who got chips, my dog tripping
Left his clip liquor store buy 1 mo fifth hog in the trunk beaming n yo ear.spent a stack on
My gear fuck them niggas motion picture rite here.stop this bitch let's make a movie rite here[Chorus x2][Verse 2]
Betta grab a seat n sum pop corn cause me and my niggas finna put on sum in the streets
All of em strong couple my niggas just came home riding candy sitting on chrome pants
Hanging grill showing wild one set we on catch me standing on the hood of my car
We don't play nothing but my songs dem niggaz ain't real they just rapping homes b4
It's ova money getting thrown holdin up traffic are we wrong[Chorus x2][Verse 3]
Oh the club we gon' shut it down ain't no secret wen I'm n town somebody said
Who is plies here you go couple dollars this in this corner only goons allowed
All the goons make em proud all my dogs on pills crowd going wild wanna crank up the
Club put on plies time to throw money ain't threw it in a while slanging money let it fly[Chorus x2]
Songwriters
Washington, Algernod / Levatte, Ronell / Valbrun, Daniel / Valbrun, Joseph / Martin, AlexPublished by
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