Bus Stop 2 lyrics

Picture this, 2 killers in the back of the whip with the AK strap, SWOUP
Rollin down they block with a hotbox, unlocked with a Glock stuck in the glove box
In the drop top bumpin' with the sub now
You ain't lucky if we catch us at the bus stop
You be dead if you actin likke a blood clot
f*ckk a cop, man this time ye you must shot

Say could never gave a f*ck about mof*ckin b*tch ye we got nothin to loose
While u rappers have kids with a ugly short b*tch
That you married 'fore u rich, while we buring your body and we sippin on the fifth
Cocaine, cocaine in the vein make sh*t change
When i go hang with my gang in the dope gang
We bang where we slang
Run up on a mof*ckker man we takin they chain

Never gave a f*ckk about a b*tch i saiid
Gun up out the window, rather rich than dead
f*ck all other rappers and the sh*t they said
Never really gave a fukk about 'em
Unless they really about it we trappin ??
pus*y mo f*ckers online movin' digits
pus*y mo f*ckers online get stiches
pus*y, pus*y, pus*y all the time mann what is this, shiiit

Ive been so lean with my team
Cook up some crackk and we movin' some green
Always stay strapped and we move likke marines and we put on a mask and its all a bad dream
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