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M-M-MVM
You know what time it is
I-I-I-I try to tell em
I-I-I-I try to tell em
I-I-I-I try to tell em
You don't want it with me nigga
Heard these niggas gang bangin' but don't honor they flag
Catch a red dot like Ciroc, playin' laser tag
Transporting weight, tell Riri I'm gettin' cake
I must be Illuminati in the eye of the tri-state
Black trucks, mack tucked, comin' up on the rear
Niggas ain't know what hit em when that 4 fly
Light year, everything you might fear
Pussy is right here, fuck Freddy
I'm these niggas walkin' talkin' nightmare
Bitches gassin' niggas up, well I'mma feed em the fire
Spittin' that shit without a word, gun cypher
Most of these niggas liars, I'm the buyers supplier
On the corner sweepin' that base, uh-uh umpire
If you ain't ridin' with the gang, then it's a body bag
All my shooters with me, grippin' heavy on the ave
You ain't gettin' paper, I can tell why you mad
We ain't fightin' over bitches, we killin' over your stash
All my niggas ridin' for the money, bang with em
Pouring liquor out for the homies, b-b-b-bang with em
Took that oath to my grave, bang with em
Stayin' loyal to my gang, b-b-b-bang with em
Temper outlandish, I don't flaunt for the cameras
I-I-I don't think these niggas understand how I control them
Fuck where your man is, I ain't hearin' none of that bitchin
Run up on em and clap the gauge, like I'm downshiftin
Dump the hammer in his face quick, like it's a race
Anger gets the better judgment, ain't scared to fight me a case
Rellz got the bail, BI got the loyal stakes
Why you think these niggas scared to be around us in the first place
Nobody is on the payroll, my niggas bangin' for honor
Fuck that internet shit, we bangin' if it's problems
Keep my moves quiet, the .45 is silent
Even bitches get a popping, they young, ready and wildin'
If you ain't ridin' with the gang, then it's somebody bad
All my shooters with me, grippin' heavy on the ave
You ain't gettin' paper, I can tell why you mad
We ain't fightin' over bitches, we killin' over your stash
All my niggas ridin' for the money, bang with em
Pour my liquor out for the homies, b-b-bang with em
Took that oath to my grave, bang with em
Stayin' loyal to my gang, b-b-b-bang with em
Hit the block with shots, clips longer than a script
I stretch a motherfucker out, P90X shit
P90, German Luger, I'm dumpin' the clip
Duck down like the label when you hear the Ruger kick
I don't think yall get the point, so I really wish yall would
Cause that Mack a knock a nigga down, thats bigger than Suge
I don't know how to jug, I only know how to juxx
So if it's for the mugga, just hold me down on my books
I don't do this for looks, I do this for the fetty
Any job on the deck, my niggas know that I'm ready
Put me in a Max, you can never get rid of me
Cause my presence felt on the street, like the turn of the century
If you ain't ridin' with the gang, then it's about it bad
All my shooters whippin', grippin' heavy on your ass
You ain't gettin' paid, but I can tell why you mad
We ain't fightin' over bitches, we killin' over your stash
All my niggas ridin' for the money, bang with em
Pour my liquor out for the homies, b-b-bang with em
Took that oath to my grave, bang with em
Stayin' loyal to my gang, b-b-b-bang with em
B-b-b-bang with em