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gnar - ride wit da fye pt. 2 lyrics

[intro]
kio, kio

[verse 1: gnar]
finna get a new ‘vette cash, narcs on my -ss
young n-ggas wilding ’cause they never had a dad
she just bust that p-ssy open ’cause she see i got the swag (uh)
i ain’t talking about the clothes, it’s the close, ho
rockstar, give some c0ke to your main ho (uh)
brand new draco take your head off
i’ma get drunk in this b-tch and have a shootout
hit him with the mac, he be acting like, “who that?”
baby want some molly, yeah, she really tryna boot up
i’m kinda lit but i still shoot it
she just wanna f-ck in the back of the bentley
when i wake up in the morning, mac or the .50?
never leave the crib without the tooly
my slime told me, “hold up, let me shoot it”
hit ’em in the leg, get a ring
hit ’em in the brain, get a chain
got some new k’s and i might send the gang
ice in my t–th same color lemonade (lemonade)
i’m from the eastside
cracking them cards, they living off pizza (pizza)
stack it then blow it in neiman (neiman)
that’s why my neck on katrina (katrina)
she want a real n-gga to beat it
mornin’, mornin’, check, b-tch
finna catch a jet lift
finna catch a jet lift
i’m on to the next b-tch

[chorus: gnar]
snuck in this b-tch with my fire (fire)
i walk around with the knots (knots)
i get to counting the guap (guap)
fingers is blue when i stop (stop)
gotta get rich ‘fore i die (die)
them bands, i be needing a lot (lot)
came from jugging and swiping the card (card)
now i’m the big dawg on the yard (yard), ayy
snuck in this b-tch with my fire (fire)
i walk around with the knots (knots)
i get to counting the guap (guap)
fingers is blue when i stop (stop)
gotta get rich ‘fore i die (die)
them bands, i be needing a lot (lot)
came from jugging and swiping the card (card)
now i’m the big dawg on the yard (yard)

[verse 2: ybn nahmir]
know the youngin snuck in with that fire (that fire)
i had to get rich ‘fore i die (‘fore i die)
all this money, it stack to the sky (sky)
every day i thank god i’m alive (i’m alive)
still that same n-gga that be creepin’ with that sig or the mac-10 (sig or the mac-10)
sittin’ on blocks, we in your bushes where the gr-ss bend (where the gr-ss bend)
my bro died and i ain’t see him in that casket
heart real cold so now i’m stackin’ up this cash, b-tch (stackin’ up this cash)
flip the blower then stuff the bands in the attic (up in the attic)
b-tch kicked my door and they ain’t even flip the mattress (flip the mattress)
now it’s smoke for any n-gga who wanna have it (who wanna have it)
p-wn your jewelry and then i went and bought a patek

- gnar lyrics

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