Roxy baby get my pistol out the trunk

Keep it loaded, we gon need some extra slugs

I’m no killa, I’m no victim, I’m no punk

They tryna send us off, I’m taking them with us

(Roxy get my gun)

We not dreamin, we gon bleed em

We gon rush em later

(They won't take me wit a soul)

Ain't no question

‘Cept the question “where’s the function later?”

(I said Roxy get my gun)

Play my people

Think my people feelin done?

(But we gon party wit the whoa)

What say my people?

Hey my people let’s gеt drunk

(Roxy get my)

Roxy baby gon and pull around the truck

Bring my pistol baby, bring my leathеr gloves

Kiss my sister, tell her give the kids a hug

Cause they gon miss me if I’m gone

SHIT

I shout “life is life” then pack my pipe

Be back in 40

Bitch I fight the fight, then back to pipe

I’m tight with shorty

I spend half my life wit shorty

I spend half my life recording

I feel like I’m Mike the Jordan

How i bring all hype to glory

Watch I tell my people story

Not to mention how I pull up just to pull up

Loose I’m off detention baby good luck tryna cool us

But you get type offensive you gon find out

You don’t like the threats then you should fly out before

(Roxy get my gun)

We not dreamin, we gon bleed em

We gon rush em later

(They won't take me wit a soul)

Ain't no question

‘Cept the question “where’s the function later?”

(I said Roxy get my gun)

Play my people

Think my people feelin’ done?

(But we gon party wit the whoa)

What say my people?

Hey my people let’s get drunk

(Roxy get my)

I was tryna smoke wit the niggas

You got closer and closer and choked on the niggas

Put a couple into cell, put a couple into hell

Swear you tryna kill you a boatfull of niggas

So full smoke, no hope for the niggas

I rolled in the snow sip slow for the right song

Thrown in the snow by the hoes at division 53

But them hoes better know that a brother type clean

Goin straight shots, Spike Lee

Shorties in Chanel, Ice Tea

I could be they iced tea

It could be they b-day for the night

Or, it could be a D-day if we fight, this could be ya whole life

Flash I could see my whole life

Wit my niggas like Amine red ride, put that on my left side

Fallback we might let it slide

We ain't never lackin on the westside

Brother keep ya head high

Not to mention how I pull up just to pull up

Loose I’m off detention baby good luck tryna cool us

But you get type offensive you gon find out

You don’t like the threats then you should fly out before

(Roxy get my gun)

We not dreamin, we gon bleed em

We gon rush em later

(They won't take me wit a soul)

Ain't no question

‘Cept the question “where’s the function later?”

(I said Roxy get my gun)

Play my people

Think my people feelin done?

(But we gon party wit the whoa)

What say my people?

Hey my people let’s get drunk

(Roxy get my)

Play my people

Think my people feelin done?

(But we gon party wit the whoa)

What say my people?

Hey my people let’s get drunk

(Roxy get my)