Yeah, Yeah (ooh)
What
Your bitch
Yuh

Yeah
Nuovi modi
Per far vincere la gang
When I speak
Uso sempre lo slang
Ho pi cose da dire ad un beat
Ce la passiamo ma non è frisbee
Bitch, sono overseas
Dalla France all'Italia
Let's go, faccio pull up (Yeah)
Ho lo smoke, good gas
Ho una canna piena di hash (ah)
Son pieno di grams (ooh)
Hallelujah (hallelujah)
Merda buona nel blocco va a ruba
Scusa ma non chiedo scusa (sorry)
Tu sei falso come Giuda (ah, uh, ah)
Stavo ore a reccare in una camera buia
I'm living my life
La vita lunga
I'm too high, sono a fissare la lunga (yeah)
Quando sei nella merda nessuno ti aiuta (yeah)

I should pull up in a van (what)
I should be fucking your bitch (your bitch)
We don't give a shit about shit, yeah (yeah)
Everyday we getting rich (yeah, yeah)
Everyday we getting checks, yeah (these checks
We fucking your bitch in the jet (in a jet)
What we sip is that high-tech, yeah (high-tech)
What we sip is that high-tech, yeah (high-tech)
We sippin' purple when we sippin' muddy (yeah)
When we fuck a bitch, yeah, we do it good (yeah)
Make a bitch up in the club (yeah)
Then we kill the bitch, that'll do for good (woah)
Yeah
We smoking the wood, yeah (yeah)
We smoking the wood, yeah (yeah)
I'ma kill your lil' nigga if I see him in my hood

(yeaaaah, oh, ooooh, oh)

Yuh
So you went them glockies
Don't make me bumpin'
Say you got it on you
You better take it
Flooded up the gang, I might just pop up the function
They was sayin' that they gang, but you know they really lyin'
Caught her up outside and he was down, ayy
Shawty said she want it, I'ma catch her when it's private
If she open up the lazy yard, know that I'ma dive in
You know I like to do it, baby, gotta give me options
Yeah
I feel like I'm in the top ten
I don't need no keys, but you knowin' that I'm locked in
She just want some money from me, she tryna go shoppin'
You know I already started, baby, don't think that I'm stoppin'
Girl, no, keep you close, I can't let you go
No, that can't happen, no, that can't happen

Uh-oh, uh, I don't know, fuck that bitch on the low
Uh, like whoa, like what you askin' me
Two pretty folks, yeah, that bitch from the back in the seat
Y'all can't keep textin' me
Fuck with these hoes, bitch, I'm fuckin' this beat up
Please, you can't keep askin' me
Yeah, my niggas throw, I'ma throw too
Can't be shit unless you stabbin' me
Can't fuck with a bolo, nigga, got shot from the O
Can't lie, that wasn't me

Me and all my niggas, yeah, we chillin', yeah, we boomin' it
Shawty's big, her booty, I just love it, I be zoomin' it
Can't believe this girl, no
Shawty know I love to smoke
If I keep that glock on me, you know a nigga let it go

Me and CH!CO chillin' in the booth, the gang go boomin' it
See you in the streets and all the guns are really zoomin' in
Pull up to the spot and then you know we really movin' it
He was talkin' shit so then you know I had a shoot again

JETSKI