Us

Nigga know my side got motion, nigga Nigga don't want no head-on collision with this shit, nigga Nigga know we dangerous, nigga Nigga, I almost died about this shit a few times, nigga They ain't know my side These niggas don't wanna run into us Rose gold the gumbo pin in this bus Clarity diamonds, my teeth flush Treat her like Rose, get to the back of the bus I been havin' motion since I can cuss Pussy nigga, you can't pop it like us Thirty mag in my jeans, it's tucked Hundred thousand cash, what the fuck? Turnin' all these LA bitches to sluts Thinkin' it's bread gang dick in her guts Break on a bitch, I got that from my unc' Stealin'-ass bitch, I call her a conk Nigga better love that life, man Love your life, man, 'fore we love your wife Yeah, yeah In my city, we put niggas in blunts Turn all tough-ass niggas to skunks Forty thousand, spent that this month You ain't break on that bitch, all you did was hunch Every hit I sold, a nigga got touched I'm a real Fox, ask the city 'bout us I ain't gotta make up none of this stuff My young nigga short the bus 'til it bust Yeah, nigga With them packs, you been fuckin' up Nigga, this chopper be comin' in clutch Glass in my mouth, this shit here cut Slap the bitch if I heard one fuss Twelve hundred for some Celine shorts You ain't a renegade, ho, you a nut Count a fifty in a Maybach truck TRX lift kit on a truck Bread Gang chain canary cut She wanna come around this motion stuff Still givin' these 'bows uppercuts Why it sound like that? It's a Hellcat truck Two hundred thousand in jewelry, it's tough That bitch been eatin' these nuts Nigga, don't put on them cuffs I'm with the shit, Pamper stuff I'm with a Cobra, Joe, he cut None of these niggas poppin' shit like us Tour bus full of gumbo Runtz Nigga, that shit they sayin', it ain't nothin' Tryna touch another hundred this month I know you shot somethin', but you still a bitch ' Cause you caught some bubbles in your guts Nigga, woah Big Gee the biggest Big Gee the biggest, what happenin', fam? What's poppin', nigga? You already know it's us If it ain't us, it ain't nobody Fuck everybody Fuck everybody, nigga Know what type of time I'm on That's how I'm feelin' Let's go, Gee Woah, I come from the bottom, I came up, nigga Look at me now, I ain't changed, young nigga Don't know what to cut, my shit lookin' like glitter You know if I fucked her if you see me with her Gee, he the biggest, I'm readin' on Twitter I'm full of drank, I ain't takin' no pictures I ain't goin' back and forth, I ain't playin' with niggas If you got a problem, then come get your issue All that talkin' don't even matter, my nigga Touch me, you gon' get shot at, my nigga Hmm, you gon' get put in the dirt With your name and your face on a shirt I ain't gotta call nobody 'round me If it go down, I'll put in that work You ain't never whacked nothin' before Shoot that bitch 'til he fall on the floor Man, we smokin' that boy Gumbo Rest in peace to my nigga Elo Put it down for this chain 'round my throat When I think about Nuski, I choke Better know I'ma get me some get-back You ain't with what I'm with, I ain't with that Gotta know that we uppin' the score Head just threw me an M on the floor Nah, for real Nah, for real, nigga, Head just threw me an M on the floor, a million dollars up, pussy Get your guns up and your funds up, nigga, I swear to God Man, I swear to fuckin' God, nigga Bread Gang, we the low boys in this BGE Yeah Get your bitch, A-Fact Tell them niggas get they bitch Or come get they bitch back, you know what I mean? Yeah