[Intro]

(SKLA-SKLA made that track)

Why these niggas out here talkin', like they really with the shit?

I done hit licks, then walked up, said, "Fuck the nigga bitch"

Just because yo' brother drillin' don't mean you doin' skits

Niggas claim they let it bang, but they ain't never let it drip

Niggas claim they got a name, but they ain't never seen a trench

I'm a real Gable baby, bitch I started at the bench

I spent time my first rappin', niggas thought I wasn't shit

Was unstable in them Gables, why I started hittin' licks

[Verse]

Bitch I been havin' shit, bro put ten on his bitch

Spent my last with my brother, and I been had his bitch

Niggas happy 'bout them slugs, bitch I been had the drip

Niggas sick

DB trickin' for a bitch, that's unlikely

Lil' bummy nigga, had no clothes, wasn't icy

But fuck it

Pull up on yo' bitch in this white tee

Chase a check, high-key

"Do It", just like Nike

These bitches on me, steady askin', "DB can you wife me?"

I'm married to these blues, racist nigga, like I'm Spike Lee

[Chorus]

Sick shit, slide up on niggas, like a RipStik

You cryin' for that bitch, that's on God, shawty kiss dick

Full press D, all my brothers really blitz shit

We grindin', flippin' all these packs doin' kickflips

Sick shit, slide up on niggas, like a RipStik

You cryin' for that bitch, that's on God, shawty kiss dick

Full press D, all my brothers really blitz shit

We grindin', flippin' all these packs doin' kickflips

[Post-Chorus]

Young nigga, money tall, ballin' like I'm 6'6

Shawty suckin' dick, I got her wipin' off her lipstick

For pesos, I flip what I can like a gymnast

Evade hoes, and bitches, they was sleepin' on my pimpin'

Wasn't fuckin' wit' me, now these bitches say I'm gifted

I'm driftin'

Baby, time is money, or just tick it

I'm 'bout a bag, like 2 Pac, Above the Rim shit

[Verse 2]

How you niggas out here broke and put the blame on me?

I'm gettin' money, while you laid up, pullin' on weave

How you lazy and successful? That's a fucked up dream

Niggas throwin' shade, I leave 'em crippled like Christopher Reeve

Why these niggas out here hatin' on young DB?

Niggas pillow talkin', bitches stalkin', I couldn't believe

My circle small, like the middle of a DVD

I got my Ls, now I slide like I cannot see

I swear they fucked up lettin' DB in the DMV

Now we can slide, tucked poles, not worried 'bout naythin' (Naythin')

I swear to God, I felt free when I got off probabtion

Now we finna pull up, in some like spaceships

And ain't nigga stoppin' shit, still smoke 'til I'm Asian

Told baby catch me out, I got good persuasion

[Chorus]

Sick shit, slide up on niggas, like a RipStick

You cryin' for that bitch, that's on God, shawty kiss dick

Full press D, all my brothers really blitz shit

We grindin', flippin' all these packs doin' kickflips

Sick shit, slide up on niggas, like a RipStick

You cryin' for that bitch, that's on God, shawty kiss dick

Full press D, all my brothers really blitz shit

We grindin', flippin' all these packs doin' kickflips

Flippin' all these packs doin'

Oh we grindin', flippin' all these packs doin' kickflips

[Outro]

Young nigga, money tall, ballin' like I'm 6'6

Shawty suckin' dick, I got her wipin' off her lipstick

For pesos, I flip what I can like a gymnast

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