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You should always know
Who's gonna ride, who's gonna switch up
Get it by any means, flippin' crack or doin' stick-ups
My gun tough enough to rip through a bullet-proof vest
So imagine what it do to your chest
You should always know
Who's gonna ride, who's gonna switch up
Get it by any means, flippin' crack or doin' stick-ups
My gun tough enough to rip through a bullet-proof vest
So imagine what it do to your chest

Yo, niggas know I kept it real from the beginning
All I do is sin, I stopped askin' for forgiveness
To fuck the ambulance, my white G's trackin'
While we shoot shots 'cause we never learned how to talk to dough
All my niggas locked up for real nigga shit
You know my number, tell me where that snitch nigga live
My main bitch diss so I'm fuckin' with her friends now
When I'm on block, niggas walk around with they head down

I've tracked them to strap hells, and you know I died
To talk, I'm on the run, the cops at the door, tryna lock me up
And there's no sunshine, where my niggas?
Oh, and nah you don't come around 'cause you know what we about
Extended clips so you know there's enough for your coup
Hit 'em up, then they have the same tooth fucked for the noose
So if you want beef, I'ma pepper you
You're a waste you, the real niggas won't remember you

I walk around strapped up, I don't really buy clothes
And I ain't tryna waste dreams, I'm runnin' up real close
And fuck the cops, naw I ain't gotta explain shit
I stayed robbin' niggas and makin' chops on the same strip
Go ahead and gas 'em up, I'm let 'em have it
'Cause ever since a kid the streets turned me to a savage
Now I'm only posted on the block when it's late at night
Take your ice and your cape then we take your life
'Cause on my block we stay strapped when we walk the routes
Slap it down, tell the cops to find it in the lost and found
I hit him in the chest but my nigga pulled his wig
I don't really rap dog I'm really in this shit

I'm in the trap, I ain't leavin' 'til the bang's done
Nothin' but fake love, nigga knows my shit stays tough
Yo, and I ain't leavin' 'til the bang's done
Nothin' but fake love, nigga knows my shit stays tough

You should always know
Who's gonna ride, who's gonna switch up
Get it by any means, flippin' crack or doin' stick-ups
My gun tough enough to rip through a bullet-proof vest
So imagine what it do to your chest
You should always know
Who's gonna ride, who's gonna switch up
Get it by any means, flippin' crack or doin' stick-ups
My gun tough enough to rip through a bullet-proof vest
So imagine what it do to your chest