Letras
Its Raygo back inside the city, nigga
Lets do it
I'm tryna go, you know what it is, yeah
Ayy, J-Funk, oh
Huh
Woke up this morning, ain have no answers, so I filled my cup with red
By all the time, they left me stranded, time to leave these bitches dead
Youngin bangin through the night, he tryna take off niggas dead
Youngin grew up a bloody mane now, that he up, he feel mislead
Hold on, spin again
And I'm like hold on tellem let me in
Say that we loading up tonight so, grab your chopstick
Youngin hanging out the window ain't, got no filter he known to pop shit
Ain't no rules inside the street don't run your mouth you'll be my next pick
Have them Youngins spin ya block and let off shots and Getcho soul split
They got me turnt up out my body,
Hoes been tweaking off a Molly,
When I was broke and I was down seem like ain't no one tried to call me
Now I pop out wit all these chains an I got all these bitches on me
Mane tell them niggas suck my dick and tell the laws they don't know nothing
We ship them bundles off in loads
Cut off the ones that broke the code
We let off shots come down this road
Bitch keep ya heat this shii get cold
You must ain't heard snitches get stitches
You know raygo stand on business
I'm out here running up my richest
While sittin here laughing at you bitches
And I'm like, hold on, spin again, and I'm like hold on tellem, let me in
I broke the cycle and made a way
Serving Ps and Qs like everyday
Clutch on a chopstick known to drop shit leave a hole right in your face
From inglenook, K Town Back to Westend Youngin still Totin on a K
Screaming who want smoke like bitch wassup I'm tryna knock some off today
Know times get hard and it get bloody boy
Still got it out the mud
Ain't even trippin bout that shii I hold my own bitch I'll be good
Whatchu know bout growing up in the jects
Having putcha stick inside the hood
Tellem that I'm on it nigga tellem fuckem nigga I can tell them bitches let's do it