"Long Ride" lyrics
Man this shit so crazy, y'all niggas had to put that clout shit in the mix man
This shit ain't een had do nun' with that man
(Bitch!)
Niggas bitches man on my mama (on my mama nigga!)
Ya, fuck is you talm bout?
Kick down the nigga trap, real fye shit, went into a nigga shit like I'm lil hot nigga
Want to be a boss nigga gotta stick to the code, nigga faking like he bold 'till he get shot nigga
Count a hunnid to the face like I'm Dirty face oh drop a ticket on his head watch me knock 'em off nigga
Them street life nigga, man them boys on go, yeah them jakes get low when them shots off nigga
And she know I'm cap or die, she can see it in my eye, got her seeing demon from the South Side
Have you ever seen a nigga get shot cause he lyin'
Bring that 30 round and get a nigga body out of line
Say a nigga gotta slime he don't pop 'em cause he hiding
Bring her to the back street then I break her damn spine
And I know we got a problem we gon' find it if we riding
This Atlanta my nigga niggas get bodied all the time
Why that nigga tryna try me like I give a fuck
Man that's how these pussy niggas getting fucked up
Put the glizzy to his face and make him pucker up
Yeah you on the shore with us but you washed up
Man you pussy niggas finna see the real me
If you not gang, nigga than you fish meat
And you can't hang nigga you don't like heat
So that's why its free hot till he get free
Yeah lil 40 got the 30 round
And I'm stepping out the trap with like 100 pounds
Been popping niggas off cause I don't fuck around
If a nigga in the hood then that man down
And my brother Kilo say he love them gun sounds
And the PD told me nigga put the guns down
And I want the nigga head so the shots out
And that nigga tried to make lil 40 pass out
And I heard that nigga touching on a mac now
Saw my auntie in the crib she was cracked out
Send her to the rehab not the crackhouse
And I'll never be the nigga that'll trap out
And the 50 on me make a nigga spaz out
And lil Kilo taking niggas out that sack now
And Go.unna get them locs out the trap house
I was stuck up in the chain but I'm back now
And I had them boys hit they was packed out
And I got them boys hit I don't need a sack
Draw down on that nigga make 'em double back
If he don't spin back then he fucking wack
Put that flip on a nigga get 'em [?] pack
And my lil bit' Keisha got her in the trap
Ever since she love the trap she ain't coming back
And we caught his ass lacking cause he like to lack
Caught a nigga in the cut bet he got the strap
Ain't nobody worried 'bout it cause we all strapped
I Been taking niggas off and that's all facts
It's a real thug life and that's no cap
Man y'all niggas getting put down, on my mama (yeen talm bout glokks yeen talm bout nun)
Any nigga don't play with me, and I keep the stick and the K with me
Broad day, we'll hop out, they see
Oh yeah
Yeen talm bout glokks yeen talm bout nun' nigga (on my mama)
This shit ain't een had do nun' with that man
(Bitch!)
Niggas bitches man on my mama (on my mama nigga!)
Ya, fuck is you talm bout?
Kick down the nigga trap, real fye shit, went into a nigga shit like I'm lil hot nigga
Want to be a boss nigga gotta stick to the code, nigga faking like he bold 'till he get shot nigga
Count a hunnid to the face like I'm Dirty face oh drop a ticket on his head watch me knock 'em off nigga
Them street life nigga, man them boys on go, yeah them jakes get low when them shots off nigga
And she know I'm cap or die, she can see it in my eye, got her seeing demon from the South Side
Have you ever seen a nigga get shot cause he lyin'
Bring that 30 round and get a nigga body out of line
Say a nigga gotta slime he don't pop 'em cause he hiding
Bring her to the back street then I break her damn spine
And I know we got a problem we gon' find it if we riding
This Atlanta my nigga niggas get bodied all the time
Why that nigga tryna try me like I give a fuck
Man that's how these pussy niggas getting fucked up
Put the glizzy to his face and make him pucker up
Yeah you on the shore with us but you washed up
Man you pussy niggas finna see the real me
If you not gang, nigga than you fish meat
And you can't hang nigga you don't like heat
So that's why its free hot till he get free
Yeah lil 40 got the 30 round
And I'm stepping out the trap with like 100 pounds
Been popping niggas off cause I don't fuck around
If a nigga in the hood then that man down
And my brother Kilo say he love them gun sounds
And the PD told me nigga put the guns down
And I want the nigga head so the shots out
And that nigga tried to make lil 40 pass out
And I heard that nigga touching on a mac now
Saw my auntie in the crib she was cracked out
Send her to the rehab not the crackhouse
And I'll never be the nigga that'll trap out
And the 50 on me make a nigga spaz out
And lil Kilo taking niggas out that sack now
And Go.unna get them locs out the trap house
I was stuck up in the chain but I'm back now
And I had them boys hit they was packed out
And I got them boys hit I don't need a sack
Draw down on that nigga make 'em double back
If he don't spin back then he fucking wack
Put that flip on a nigga get 'em [?] pack
And my lil bit' Keisha got her in the trap
Ever since she love the trap she ain't coming back
And we caught his ass lacking cause he like to lack
Caught a nigga in the cut bet he got the strap
Ain't nobody worried 'bout it cause we all strapped
I Been taking niggas off and that's all facts
It's a real thug life and that's no cap
Man y'all niggas getting put down, on my mama (yeen talm bout glokks yeen talm bout nun)
Any nigga don't play with me, and I keep the stick and the K with me
Broad day, we'll hop out, they see
Oh yeah
Yeen talm bout glokks yeen talm bout nun' nigga (on my mama)
