Pony Down lyrics

Hm, my young n*gga religious, huh
He believe in God, but he don't believe in n*ggas, huh
How could you blame him, most of y'all boys be b*tches, huh
He don't wanna hang with you n*ggas, y'all be snitchin', huh
I believe in shaking n*ggas down for what they owe me, huh
I believe in breaking b*tches down if they know me
Putting di*k in your b*tch, huh, huh, she can't control it
Lil' blood hop up out that stolie with that guitar, rock-and-roll 'em
We gon' wrap them n*ggas up, get 'em balled up, hm
We knew it was up, soon as they called us
Got the yoppa with the legs, do a walk-up
n*ggas want a timeout when all they people get to dying
I done seen a fake n*gga look me in my face and lie
For that there reason right there I can't let sh*t slide
I'm gon make sure we gon' ride, make sure that n*gga get fried
Catch yo' lame ass outside
On my mama, we gon' flip lil' buddy upside down, huh
Let me find out, huh
You know that your people told me where you hiding out
How you thought I was a hoe? b*tch I'm the GOAT even in your town
I got n*ggas in the O will leave your noodles on the ground
Got some cuddos in the ten, they'a drive them couple miles
Knock the wings off a bird, bullets free for some clout
Knock the diamonds out a high yellow rich n*gga mouth
Knock the blood out a brown skinned b*tch n*ggas snout
Body shots'll make him crouch, like he tryna move some bowels
Make this chopper Wheel of Fortune, this lil' b*tch'll spit out vowels
I got married to this sh*t, but I forgot to say my vows
Moving crack like this sh*t 1998, it's in the vows
Police pulled up my files, hm, they lookin' like "wow", huh
Never been to trial, huh, them b*tches asking like "how?", huh
b*tch, 'cause I don't snitch, huh, I'm gon' get rich, huh
I love my clique, huh, any n*gga I shot at got hit, hm
Uh, this a message for them n*ggas think they up one
I'm baking a cake for y'all boys, know you want some
You know that oven back on since you left me breathing
You better hope when I get home that b*tch ain't overheating
If you get shot for no reason, it ain't for no reason, hm
Lil' blood and 'em been hungry, they for sure eating, huh
I point my elbow at a n*gga that I don't need
They gon' twist a n*gga cap like he some O.E
The glass bottle, not that plastic bullsh*t
JJ got a problem, he smiling shooting the full clip
I only f*ck with two n*ggas I went to school with
I don't trust nare n*gga on no cool sh*t, huh
n*ggas s'posed to been my brother, but he played blood
Now, him and all his brothers getting they graves dug
Could give a f*ck who you is, they can't save nun'
Better hope yo' kids don't walk outside, get sprayed up, HUUH