Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah nigga, back in that mode, nigga
Ayy, this my album of da year, nigga
Come on in, come on in, come on in
We beat they block, can't come outside like what it is
It ain't no beef, these niggas clicked up as the fuck
We beat they block, they use they feet like what's the word
Niggas dissed the 9, so now we over east
Brodie say it's time to slide, I got my gen n drop my ski
Alright, let's go
When you diss deshi, it's like you dissin' me
I'm in that mode, hangin' out the window
Swingin' ARP like what's the word
Never blew that fye, but speakin' on JB
And I ain't gon' speak on that one time
We see them boys hopped out on feet
Alright, let's go
They gon' drop that bag, I swear they gon' go get him
Know, we quick to you down, you know that switchy smack a nigga
Yeah, I post up on that side, that demon side
With them real' killers
Yo, lil' bitch a nasty hoe
We put them opp hoes in the blender
Niggas cappin' in them songs, ain't come thru hittin
Swear he tender
Niggas quick to get on live and say my name, I just don't get it
Bitch, you pussy, come outside and watch this Draco get to hitting
It ain't no Drake, but you gon' hear that kick
The way this bitch gon' hit you
Yeah, all my opps gon' hate this
Know, he don't got no pape, bitch
If you ain't talkin' bout no racks, then get up out my face, bitch
The police get behind, we do not stop, they gotta chase this
Don't ask me for my wood, ain't passin' shit, this to the face, bitch
You put your lips all on that hoe, now ask her how it taste, bitch
Them niggas better not slide, we on the block, just me and Nate, bitch
I check my bank account, I got them racks, that was today, bitch
Them niggas diss the 9, when we pop out, they better not play, bitch
We beat they block, ain't come outside like what it is
It ain't no beef, these niggas clipped up after fuck
We beat they block, they use they feet
Like, what's the word
Niggas diss the 9, so now we over east
Brodie say it's time to slide, I grab my gen and drop my ski
Niggas know I'm in that mode, don't say my name, I come through trippin
In that hot car on the west end, see a opp and start to hitting
Free lil zay from out that cell, they know my brother stand on business
Stop that dissin on 9 hunnid
Niggas know we run the biddy
Niggas want me, come and get me
Know we turnt up in the city
When the bros be in the cut, they off them RPs, they get litty
Yeah, nigga
Boosie in this bitch nigga
Thanks for watching
Jonathan Ross
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