"Who Gon Drive" lyrics
Gang, gang, slatt
I want an opp bitch to come set me up, I'll leave the backdoor wide (Baow, baow)
Send any ho my way, she comin' back with no face, tell her ass come try it
If I'm hoppin' out and lil' cuz hoppin' out and it's only two of us, who the fuck gon' drive?
I been told y'all, I don't fuck with you niggas, I never will, y'all not my kind
I'm tellin' you, every dog got they day, this shit take time
I am not no rapper, I just talk my shit and make it rhyme
Do I want the chopper? Do I want the Glock? I can't decide
Shit so fucked up, I can't even cry 'cause all my tears done dried
She so fucked up, she tryna suck me up with teeth, her head ain't right (Uh-uh)
The streets so fucked up, niggas is killin' they friends, these lil' niggas' heads ain't right
Remember them days we was makin' niggas duck our fist when we was still ridin' 'round on bikes?
Fuck the past, tryna see if he could duck my switch, four deep, ridin' 'round in strikes (Grraow, grraow)
I ain't gon' lie, this rappin' shit startin' to get old, I'm runnin' out of shit to say
Don't ask me how I'm doin', you don't give no fuck, long as I got drugs, I'm great (Baow, baow)
Bail out on him, he run, I chase, I'm right there with him, better pick up the pace
Hit his back, his spine collapsed, make a bitch nigga fall flat on his face (Baow, baow, baow)
Your main slime gon' die tryna climb, be damned if I let a nigga jump my gate
Can't nobody say I don't love my niggas 'cause I made sure all my niggas ate
But let me catch a nigga stealin' off my plate, ain't no second chances, leave shit stank
Boy, we been spinnin' from sun up to sun down, how the fuck they keep survivin' the day?
I hate when a broke nigga try to be funny, a broke nigga shouldn't get to laugh 'bout shit
Ratchet hoes ain't makin' the cut, I need me an emo to match my wrist
Gotta pop out with a bitch named Diamond, when I get up, she could match my wrist
Lookin' for the right ho, but I couldn't find her (Uh-uh), ain't none of you hoes worth shit (Gang, gang)
Slatt, I said I was done, but, bitch, I'm back
Dead niggas up in that pack, Blood Bath, damn near had an asthma attack
If I don't get signed by the end of the year, I'ma say fuck rap and sell 'bows out the trap
Come around me tryna flash that strap knowin' you don't use it, fuck you, give me that
Lil' bronem love to kick shit off, can't take 'em nowhere, they don't know how to act
Groupie hoes come home with us, thinkin' they with the gang shit, yellin' out, "Slatt"
I'm finna raise my feature price, you niggas is weak, y'all ass can't rap (Can't rap)
If a nigga want a feat, I'ma tax 'cause ain't shit free 'til they free my rappy, nigga
I want an opp bitch to come set me up, I'll leave the backdoor wide
Send any ho my way, she comin' back with no face, tell her ass come try it
If I'm hoppin' out and lil' cuz hoppin' out and it's only two of us, who the fuck gon' drive? (Grraow, grraow, grraow)
I been told y'all, I don't fuck with you niggas and I never will, y'all not my kind
I'm tellin' you, every dog got they day, this shit take time (Take time)
I am not no rapper, I just make shit rhyme
Do I want the chopper? Do I want the Glock? I can't decide
Shit so fucked up, I can't even cry, all my tears done dried, nigga
I want an opp bitch to come set me up, I'll leave the backdoor wide (Baow, baow)
Send any ho my way, she comin' back with no face, tell her ass come try it
If I'm hoppin' out and lil' cuz hoppin' out and it's only two of us, who the fuck gon' drive?
I been told y'all, I don't fuck with you niggas, I never will, y'all not my kind
I'm tellin' you, every dog got they day, this shit take time
I am not no rapper, I just talk my shit and make it rhyme
Do I want the chopper? Do I want the Glock? I can't decide
Shit so fucked up, I can't even cry 'cause all my tears done dried
She so fucked up, she tryna suck me up with teeth, her head ain't right (Uh-uh)
The streets so fucked up, niggas is killin' they friends, these lil' niggas' heads ain't right
Remember them days we was makin' niggas duck our fist when we was still ridin' 'round on bikes?
Fuck the past, tryna see if he could duck my switch, four deep, ridin' 'round in strikes (Grraow, grraow)
I ain't gon' lie, this rappin' shit startin' to get old, I'm runnin' out of shit to say
Don't ask me how I'm doin', you don't give no fuck, long as I got drugs, I'm great (Baow, baow)
Bail out on him, he run, I chase, I'm right there with him, better pick up the pace
Hit his back, his spine collapsed, make a bitch nigga fall flat on his face (Baow, baow, baow)
Your main slime gon' die tryna climb, be damned if I let a nigga jump my gate
Can't nobody say I don't love my niggas 'cause I made sure all my niggas ate
But let me catch a nigga stealin' off my plate, ain't no second chances, leave shit stank
Boy, we been spinnin' from sun up to sun down, how the fuck they keep survivin' the day?
I hate when a broke nigga try to be funny, a broke nigga shouldn't get to laugh 'bout shit
Ratchet hoes ain't makin' the cut, I need me an emo to match my wrist
Gotta pop out with a bitch named Diamond, when I get up, she could match my wrist
Lookin' for the right ho, but I couldn't find her (Uh-uh), ain't none of you hoes worth shit (Gang, gang)
Slatt, I said I was done, but, bitch, I'm back
Dead niggas up in that pack, Blood Bath, damn near had an asthma attack
If I don't get signed by the end of the year, I'ma say fuck rap and sell 'bows out the trap
Come around me tryna flash that strap knowin' you don't use it, fuck you, give me that
Lil' bronem love to kick shit off, can't take 'em nowhere, they don't know how to act
Groupie hoes come home with us, thinkin' they with the gang shit, yellin' out, "Slatt"
I'm finna raise my feature price, you niggas is weak, y'all ass can't rap (Can't rap)
If a nigga want a feat, I'ma tax 'cause ain't shit free 'til they free my rappy, nigga
I want an opp bitch to come set me up, I'll leave the backdoor wide
Send any ho my way, she comin' back with no face, tell her ass come try it
If I'm hoppin' out and lil' cuz hoppin' out and it's only two of us, who the fuck gon' drive? (Grraow, grraow, grraow)
I been told y'all, I don't fuck with you niggas and I never will, y'all not my kind
I'm tellin' you, every dog got they day, this shit take time (Take time)
I am not no rapper, I just make shit rhyme
Do I want the chopper? Do I want the Glock? I can't decide
Shit so fucked up, I can't even cry, all my tears done dried, nigga
