No Suburban lyrics

[Intro]
(AXL)

[Chorus]
I'm the reason why these n*ggas mad
We the reason why these n*ggas mad
Gang the reason why these n*ggas mad
Money coming fast, gotta chase a bag
I'm the reason why these n*ggas mad
We the reason why these n*ggas mad
Gang the reason why these n*ggas mad
Money coming fast, gotta chase a bag

[Verse 1]
Better recognize who you dealing with
Run up, gun up, gon' be a death
Leave a blicky lookin' all sticky, drippy
Paramedics looking for his chest
Catch him time 'cause you know them blickys quick
You stupid n*ggas, running rick the best
Think they hiding all behind they Steve McQueen
You stupid, that's a scarf, it's not a vest
Give him two, three shots
Walk up on him point-blank, hollow chromes go
TuTu gon' free shots
I ain't even have to aim, Randy Moss throw
Watch me switch with the flow
Heard them n*ggas talkin' talk, now look, I'm causing show
Watch your b*tch n*gga bros
Heard they plottin' on your stupid ass for the dough
[Refrain]
We don't spin in no Suburbans
Walk up gunning just to hurt 'em (Boom, boom)
Grab the nina for the purging
Catch him slidin', it's a murder (Skrrt)
I ain't playin' with you Gerbers
Fross gon' roll up like he Herbert (Fross gon')
Any season, know it's scorching
Moving on 'em, steady scoring (Steady scoring), look
We just be lurking and seeing them
Free G Gil, n*gga, shout out my n*gga Trouble
He be on checkin' and preeing 'em
Shots at the top will f*ck up, have you seein' double (Boom, boom)
We get to lugging and G'ing em
Trap out the spot and Big Guss countin' breesh and hundos
I catch 'em swervin' in vehicles
Bet you they not shootin' back, watch his teammates fumble

[Chorus]
I'm the reason why these n*ggas mad
We the reason why these n*ggas mad
Gang the reason why these n*ggas mad
Money coming fast, gotta chase a bag
I'm the reason why these n*ggas mad
We the reason why these n*ggas mad
Gang the reason why these n*ggas mad
Money coming fast, gotta chase a bag
[Verse 2]
n*ggas watch, n*ggas lurk (Uh-huh)
I'ma put his guys on a shirt (Boom)
Then bend his block with a— (Uh-huh)
I'ma send him shots with a—, look
n*gga, money piling, they be hurting
Have my Locs slide down and burn him
Big bullets glide down and curl him
Pull that grey flag, put that work in
Catch you with the L's and we tote
Let them demons out, ain't a joke
Catch him walkin' 'round with no pole
Have my hollows bop in his coat (Boom, boom)
Then my Franklin side leave him floatin'
And my Caton guys close the curtain
All my n*ggas grindin' for certain
Tre shots flying in his skirt
M8V3N Gang n*ggas do this
M8V3N Gang n*ggas shooters
Take your stash, I be lootin'
n*ggas chat, leave 'em snoozin'
With a couple shots, we gon' let him have it
My third spin blocks, watch 'em send free shots from the automatic
Send three shots, make a sergeant panic
Man, the works, Lil 40 got a bass so loud in this b*tch
Totin' no two, three rounds in the clip (Brrt)
Don't get shot down, tryna slide on me, b*tch
Had to lay his ass down, n*ggas blind to this sh*t (Boom, boom, boom)
Call up Fross, airin' out crowds with the sh*ts
Caesar hot, tearin' down blocks with the tips
I done got way too hot with this sh*t
I should put the gat down, but I ain't tryna slip
Let 'em know
[Refrain]
We don't spin in no Suburbans
Walk up gunning just to hurt 'em (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Grab the nina for the purging
Catch him sliding, its a murder (Skrrt)
I ain't playing with you Gerbers
Fross gon' roll up like he Herbert
Any season, know it's scorching
Moving on 'em, steady scoring (Steady scoring)

[Chorus]
I'm the reason why these n*ggas mad
We the reason why these n*ggas mad
Gang the reason why these n*ggas mad
Money coming fast, gotta chase a bag
I'm the reason why these n*ggas mad
We the reason why these n*ggas mad
Gang the reason why these n*ggas mad
Money coming fast, gotta chase a bag

[Outro]
Grrt, n*ggas know how we movin', man
Free Front, free G Gil, free Kevin, free Ace, free Rodeo, free Benji (Brrt)
R.I.P. Speedy Loco