Ruthless lyrics

[Intro: DaBoii]
RBE, SOB, man, that's the gang, man
f*ck you suckers, for you other n*ggas I ain't f*cking with
(Koast)
Big GLOCK make this b*tch sing, n*gga, high notes
Tweetin' like he on me, I don't trip off the typos
Hoes jump around with the clique, I don't like toes
f*ck takin' breaks, I ain't stoppin' 'til the mic gone

[Verse 1: DaBoii]
Real P with the strap sendin' shells, n*gga, MAC round
Talkin' like she ready then I gotta blow her back out
Royal rumble, big 40, bullets pack you out
What I smoke make a n*gga hold his ears 'cause it's that loud
n*ggas on my di*k, I ride around with the semi c*cked
Tryna live this life but I can't like I'm in a box
Bad lil b*tch, yeah, I spit in twat
She my bottom b*tch, I just love when she give me top
Strap got the flash, you'll get found like Dory
Gotta chase a bag 'cause that broke sh*t bore me
Choosin' fee that high, broke b*tch can't afford me
Lil n*gga, big chop, what the f*ck? Think I'm Norbit
I ain't gettin' in the whip if it's not tinted
Feds tryna build a case, I am not with it
If the cat got a fee I will not rent it
And stop talkin' out your mouth, I will not listen
Real P with the strap sendin' shells, n*gga, MAC round
Talkin' like she ready then I gotta blow her back out
[Verse 2: Yhung T.O.]
If I go down plead the fifth and I won't make a sound
If I hit it once you gon' wanna go rounds
Nah, baby, can't take no chances
No love, ain't no romancin'
My GLOCK hold thirty, no jammin'
One up top, head shots, no dandruff
f*ck the cops, tryna shoot a n*gga dead
f*ck Trump, want a n*gga in the Feds
If I kill a cop I'ma do life
Told my lawyer beat the case, all he wanted was the bread
I'm a young wild n*gga and we young and we reckless
I talk from the heart, somewhere hidden is a message
I don't f*ck with opps, buy Glocks for investments
To pass to the homies, run up they'll stretch you
Don't know what I'm thinkin' 'cause my mind way different
When n*ggas say my name then the crime rate different
I been bust down, ice in the watch face different
Red bottom walkin', red Hi-Tech sippin'
Still posted in the hood, n*gga
Still sendin' shots broad day like it's good, n*gga
Got a down b*tch and I'm good
Still goin' through the pain, facin' Cooks in the Wood, n*gga
Last year it was all a vision, n*gga
Speakin' on G, whole gang get to trippin', n*gga
Speakin' on Sheik, whole gang get to trippin', n*gga
Speakin' on me, family members get to missin', n*gga
Lightin' sh*t like Christmas, n*gga
Slidin' with a chop same size as a midget, n*gga
Old hoes sour like lemon, n*gga
Main b*tch straight, what she want she could get it, n*gga
What she want she could get it, n*gga
And my momma straight, what she want she could get it, n*gga
If you want you could get it, n*gga
Slidin' down blocks, every now we gon' visit, n*gga
See a opp, I'ma knock a n*gga down
Mix carbohydrates with the ounce
If I go down plead the fifth and I won't make a sound
If I hit it once you gon' wanna go rounds
Nah, baby, can't take no chances
No love, ain't no romancin'
My GLOCK hold thirty, no jammin'
One up top, head shots, no dandruff
[Outro: DaBoii]
Real P with the strap, sendin' shells, n*gga, MAC round
Talkin' like she ready then I gotta blow her back out