Letras
Clean up gang with a hoover pull up a sweep the street
Tell babe book park chinois, the bricks came cheap this week
Brought out the glee this week so suttin' might end up on a tee this week
Done studio time, done a re this week, with bussdown that ain't no Jesus piece, no
G17, G19, had a G17, done a G19, had a 044 but the pin was weak still gonna spin if need
Say no smoke backstage but bro still ask can he bring it please
Was a k at least um um
See me in tape with the gs bro just got a straight tape with a g
Got the drop it's go time bro came out with the key, yeah
Tre8 autos gang said they need more sweets
Before Halloween we was out playing trick or treat
An opp boy swam and drown he didn't kick his feet
I heard that news I was right by the runway let me feel like bree
This c's'll come like a pocket rocket now the gang in Central with Cee
Had my case papers printed now I've got the monogram print on me
Runnin' through bells, throwback running with the twelve
Whole one cover the scales bine at a barbeque better cover your girl
Hate when they're runnin' their mouth, see them running for help
I'm in the bando but let me see my man again I'll double the L
We really lease it drowning you bought three on an outing
Shootouts in the oldest clothes wouldn't believe these outfits
Foot down on breaks, tryna leave everything tapped
Asked about the shotty, told them that I got it from the farm, now they think I got it from H
Clean up gang with a hoover pull up a sweep the street
Tell babe book park chinois, the bricks came cheap this week
Brought out the glee this week so suttin' might end up on a tee this week
Done studio time, done a re this week, with bussdown that ain't no Jesus piece, no
G17, G19, had a G17, done a G19, had a 044 but the pin was weak still gonna spin if need
Say no smoke backstage but bro still ask can he bring it please
Was a k at least um um
This opp wanna split sativa, still put smoke on a Wiz Khalifa
Bad b don't wanna lock this smoke I just gotta love her and leave her, yo
Had the liz come like Peter and the bouj like Cleveland