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Wesley Lewis, Alexander Woods

(Push y'all niggas up)
Ayy, tell 'em how we livin', thug

Out on bond with a gun in my overalls (overalls)
If you hear me say, "Crip", that's a soldier call (Crip)
You just mad 'cause we never gon' notice y'all (notice y'all)
Never thought I'd be rich with a Rollie, dawg (Rollie on)
Keep it real with the gang, that's just protocol (protocol)
Might just re-up and go knock a rover off (rover off)
Keep a Glock, the bitch knockin' your shoulder off (shoulder off)
Hit his crew, alley oop, that's a over-cross (ayy)

Wanted a car, so I bought her a Mase'
All about action, I'm all about profit
Know that I'm active, they know that I'm 'bout it
All about fashion and only deposits
Don't need a mask to hop out when I pop it
They like the swag on my ass, so they copy it (copy it)
Turn up on the mud and throw back me a molly (molly)
My dawg in the pen', hope they let him up out it
He trap everyday 'cause his fetish narcotics (cap)
He wrote me a letter, he told me he love me
Just keep me some metal and step on the collar
Eye for a eye, bitch, it's death for a dollar (off top)
Used to be broke, now I step in designer (Crip)
Crip what I rep, I put that on my mama
Most of these niggas can't step in the bottom (big facts)
Put you to rest if you rip on my partner (bitch)
Shoot for his neck, take his breath with the chopper (boom)
Up with the TEC, now go fetch him a doctor
Then after that, we gon' stretch your lil' partner

No, I can't tell the truth to Your Honor (uh-uh)
Tell my bitch dye her hair blonde like Madonna
I'm chasin' these Ms like I'm Ronald McDonald
My youngins, they hop out with sticks like a plumber (sticks like a plumber)
Reapers with me, yeah, they ready for drama (ready for drama)
Go with ya move, better think 'bout the comma (woah, woah)
I'm stackin' this cheese like a pan of lasagna (pan of lasagna)
Lil' mama thick, see her ass through her romper (woah, woah)
Perc' finna hit, got me ready to rumble (I'm ready to rumble)
Hit from the back, damn near pulled out her bundles (woah)
If I hit first night, than she can't get my number (she can't get my number)
So Icy Gang make it cold in the summer (cold in the summer)
I know they want me gone, so I move like Obama (move like Obama, woah)
Water on me, I'm strapped with that thunder (splash)
Can't trip 'bout a bitch, fell in love with the commas (in love with the commas)
In the trap I do numbers, just go ask my mama (just go ask my mama)
Straight from the bottom, I came from the jungle (from straight out the jungle)
Before the Hellcat, used to ride in a Honda (woah)
This what you get when you stay down and humble (woah)
Know I'm gettin' confirmed star streak, what you wanted? (Woah)
Big dogs around me, I don't hang with no runners (I don't hang with no runners)

Out on bond with a gun in my overalls (tucked in my overalls)
If you hear me say, "Crip", that's a soldier call (you know they can set it off)
You just mad 'cause we never gon' notice y'all (we never gon' notice y'all)
Never thought I'd be rich with a Rollie, dawg (rich with a Rollie on)
Keep it real with the gang, that's just protocol (just protocol)
Might just re-up and go knock a rover off (a rover off)
Keep a Glock, the bitch knockin' your shoulder off (knock that shoulder off)
Hit his crew, alley oop, that's a over-cross (you know that's a over-cross)

Let's go (let's go)
Woah, woah, woah, let's go
So Icy
So Icy
Gang

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