[Intro]
RBE x SOB that's the gang b*tch
[Chorus: Lul G]
I done put my all in this sh*t
Now we all in the bank and we ballin' and sh*t
New whip, copped a foreign and sh*t
Still slide wit' my n*ggas we be scorin' and sh*t
On my momma all you n*ggas wanna sneak diss
Be the reason brodie bro let that gleak spit
On my momma you ain't ready for this street sh*t
On my momma you ain't ready for this beef sh*t
[Verse 1: Lul G]
I been on the road I been tourin' and sh*t
I don't want yo b*tch 'cause she borin' and sh*t
f*ck pourin' fours we sip mo' out the brick
Bought a jump for the chop this sh*t more than a stick
Bust down chain this sh*t more than your rent
Money on the floor then I'm all over it
She like when I smile 'cause I'm golden and sh*t
I don't want 'em in my gang, if you told, you a b*tch
Young wild n*gga wit' a loaf on my hip
Hallways in the school I was totin' sh*t
Beam on the Glock, tryna score I won't miss
Did it on my own, I don't owe a n*gga sh*t
18 in the foreign and I'm floatin' the whip
Keep ya feelin's over there, why you pourin' and sh*t?
I can't trust a b*tch that be hoein' and sh*t
When it comes to the check, n*ggas know when it's sh*t
[Chorus: Lul G]
I done put my all in this sh*t
Now we all in the bank and we ballin' and sh*t
New whip, copped a foreign and sh*t
Still slide wit' my n*ggas we be scorin' and sh*t
On my momma all you n*ggas wanna sneak diss
Be the reason brodie bro let that gleak spit
On my momma you ain't ready for this street sh*t
On my momma you ain't ready for this beef sh*t
[Verse 2: Slimmy B]
I don' put my all in this sh*t (in this sh*t)
Got let down when I put my all in a b*tch (my all in a b*tch)
Now it's AOB, n*gga all on a b*tch (n*gga all on a b*tch)
20 band checks spent it all my wrist (spent it all on my wrist)
Chop had 50 now that b*tch hold a hundred (hold a hundred)
Used to want yo ass now a n*gga want yo cousin (now a n*gga want yo cousin)
f*ck then I dip, why you nerd n*ggas lovin'? (huh, huh, huh, huh, huh)
Cop ass n*ggas probably why y'all always cuffin'
We gangin', what you f*ck n*ggas sayin?
Been in the hood since a youngin' like I'm bangin'
Big body Jag, sport mode, ain't no racin'
If you been a b*tch you still a b*tch ain't no changin'
n*gga!
[Chorus: Lul G]
I done put my all in this sh*t
Now we all in the bank and we ballin' and sh*t
New whip, copped a foreign and sh*t
Still slide wit' my n*ggas we be scorin' and sh*t
On my momma all you n*ggas wanna sneak diss
Be the reason brodie bro let that gleak spit
On my momma you ain't ready for this street sh*t
On my momma you ain't ready for this beef sh*t
[Verse 3: Lul G]
Ice on my chain like it's snowin' and sh*t
All these bricks to the face I be pourin' and sh*t
Broke n*gga flexin' like his loaf ate the riff
f*ck around wit' these bands blue more than the crips
Rolly on my left and it's blindin' and sh*t
Don't slide for your n*gga when he die? You a b*tch
You the type of n*gga go hide wit' the stick
I'm a young wild n*gga I'll slide wit' the stick
b*tches on my line, they keep callin' and sh*t
Big money, legendary, I be ballin' and sh*t
b*tch check, tramp why you stallin' and sh*t?
n*gga try to play me, leave 'em bald on the wig
[Chorus: Lul G]
I done put my all in this sh*t
Now we all in the bank and we ballin' and sh*t
New whip, copped a foreign and sh*t
Still slide wit' my n*ggas we be scorin' and sh*t
On my momma all you n*ggas wanna sneak diss
Be the reason brodie bro let that gleak spit
On my momma you ain't ready for this street sh*t
On my momma you ain't ready for this beef sh*t