Yeah
Real life shit
Erday shit
(already know it)
Nigga been doing that shit
Been doing that shit bra
Tired of you fuck boys
With that bullshit
(lets go)
(Chorus X2)
Two wholes for da 30
Counting 60 (oh yeaaaah)
Pull up in the trenches
Yeah im toting 50 (come on)
Big guns me and my niggas handle buisness (bitchh)
Im praying er day dat dey dont come and get me (Yeaah)
(Verse 1)
Aye give me 5 minutes
Im on da backstreet
Thousand dollar sales
Jumping like a track meet
Work and fish scale
Weighed off a tripple beam
Keep it straught drop
Showing love to the feins
On a mission gotta get it
Make it outta richmond
Broad day im on the blade ducking penitentiary
Day to day i chase the chedda
Tryna make it better
Get out of line
You niggas better
And ya homeboy better
Pay up or get sprayed up
Witht he mac 11
Play bra you get taped up
And the funeral saturday
Boston george with the yayo (shiiid)
Come weigh the powda
Call for a play tho
Meet me in bout a hour (come on)
(Chorus X2)
Two wholes for da 30
Counting 60 (oh yeaaaah)
Pull up in the trenches
Yeah im toting 50 (come on)
Big guns me and my niggas handle buisness (bitchh)
Im praying er day dat dey dont come and get me (Yeaah)
(Verse 2 )
Just focus on da money
Stacking and flipping paper
I ain't never been a dummy
Getting my mind right
Fifty bands ain't nun
For the rubber bands
Put on a mask
My niggas coming
We thorough on my team
Ain't dropped the ball
We ain't fumbling
Fresh out the gate
A big dog that love stunting
Thanking God that we ate
The bmws looking lovely
Im straught on the blade
One call them niggas thugging
Hunnid shots in the K
The gangsta shit ain't but nun
For the love of the ye
The alcohol and the money
They boyfriend gay
And imma dog
So they love me (ruff)
Lets set up the play
Lets buy the mall
It ain't nun
(yeaahh nigga)
(Chorus X2)
Two wholes for da 30
Counting 60 (oh yeaaaah)
Pull up in the trenches
Yeah im toting 50 (come on)
Big guns me and my niggas handle buisness (bitchh)
Im praying er day dat dey dont come and get me (Yeaah)