Lyrics
(Robbers, they hang in the hood where they ride-)
(Stang, stangin' like a bumblebee, with my .45 G-L-O-C) shit
Shit, ain't no surprise to me, every nigga need a a hood nigga trophy
(Robbers, they hang in the hood where they ride-)
(Stang, stangin' like a bumblebee, with my .45 G-L-O-C)
(Cole, you stupid) I just copped, nnew whip, yeah
I just copped new chain and whip, discount on my master price
Use my rent money to buy, hoes weren't there for sacrifice
New .38 for my insurance, last month I was lackin' twice
Let a nigga try to take it, he sent to the afterlife
yeah, I just got fifteen for shows, spent that shit on gold (yeah)
That shit like a trophy froze, just baitin' the hoes (yeah)
This shit make a nigga glow, my bitch want proposals (yeah)
You only live once, my nigga, last day never know (yeah, yeah)
Ride around dirt through city, yeah
Lookin' for a combo Benny's, yeah
Stones bring hoes, got many, yeah
Said diamonds look so pretty, she ain't lyin'
I just got checked 'bout fifty, yeah
Something light, I ain't even wanna mention, yeah
Don't ask why nigga stay bossin'
Came from the bottom, we was broken, stupid bitch
Niggas keep to asking
"Cuh, why you keep buyin' more gold, cuz?
It's another brand new whip in your driveway"
nigga, hell, yeah
give a fuck about savin', I ain't got time for no investments
I get stretched tomorrow, cuh, then, well, I can't take shit with me
Fuck around any day, I'll make it rain on a bitch right now
I just copped new chain and whip, discount on my master price
Use my rent money to buy, hoes weren't there for sacrifice
New .38 for my insurance, last month I was lackin' twice
Let a nigga try to take it, he sent to the afterlife (yeah)
Came down Central slowly
'Bout to make a U-turn, saw the police
Know he judge a nigga 'cause he glowin'
Make it worse with windows tinted, smokin'
I ain't makin' U, I bust a left
Glock glove compartment, know it's there
Parked the car, my lights is off, I'm waitin'
Grab some food and niggas still debatin'
And I ain't even doin' shit, I know
We innocent or not this the shit could go left
Saw he drove by me, start the car up
headed to McDonald's by the Starbucks
Right while a nigga pullin' off
Lights on, I saw another car
Tried to let him by me, make it simple
Shots through the car inside my window
(Robbers, they hang in the hood where they ride-)
(Stang, stangin' like a bumblebee, with my .45 G-L-O-C)
(Robbers, they hang in the hood where they ride-)
(Stang, stangin' like a bumblebee, with my .45 G-L-O-C)
more money we start to make, more danger we get in life
Love my people so damn much, pray one day we get it right
We can't build 'til we together, we always gon' sacrifice
Country hate us, no more sendin' each other to afterlife