wifigawd - dis side lyrics
[hook]
ridin’ round, smokin’ dope with yo boo
skrt, skrt, swerving’ off in that coupe
talk sh-t, but yo’ n-ggas won’t shoot
off rip but my n-ggas let loose
ridin’ round, smokin’ dope with yo boo
skrt, skrt, swerving’ off in that coupe
talk sh-t, but yo n-ggas won’t shoot
off rip but my n-ggas let loose
3 grams of that pack and it boof
drop top, sh-t like where is the roof
bad foreign b-tch, she cookin’ me food
ralph lauren with the new balance shoes
you’re listening to positive squad records
wake up f1lthy
smoked out, smoked out positive squad
[hook]
ridin’ round, smokin’ dope with yo boo
skrt, skrt, swerving’ off in that coupe
talk sh-t, but yo’ n-ggas won’t shoot
off rip but my n-ggas let loose
3 grams of that pack and it boof
drop top, sh-t like where is the roof
bad foreign b-tch, she cookin’ me food
ralph lauren with the new balance shoes
like uh, b-tch still with it, b-tch too vicious
got that glock on me like (uh)
all my n-ggas ride, all my n-ggas with me, i be movin’ too low key like
like uh, b-tch still with it, b-tch too vicious
got that glock on me like (uh)
all my n-ggas ride, all my n-ggas with me, i be moving’ too low key
[verse]
pull up i got me two bad b-tches
dior pants on with the raf simons
[?]
i need the guap, n-ggas still trippin’
gucci on me and my b-tch, so fresh i want to take a pic
told her i wanna hit a l!ck, young n-gga feelin’ too rich
walk in the bank and i’m dressed in designer
model jank, like she’s zoe saldana
smokin’ dope but i can’t get no higher
yo b-tch is broly, yo b-tch is [?]
[?]
[?] fubu, i ain’t rockin’ no palace
real n-ggas the only one in my squad
b-tch sellin’ glocks before my n-ggas start mobbin’
all my n-ggas smokin’ that dope
i got that thang with the scope
mix and re-rockin’ the 4
sell that sh-t to a lil’ hoe
all my n-ggas smokin’ that dope
i got that thang with the scope
mix and re-rockin’ the 4
sell that sh-t to a lil’ hoe
[hook]
ridin’ round, smokin’ dope with yo boo
skrt, skrt, swervin’ off in that coupe
talk sh-t, but yo’ n-ggas won’t shoot
off rip but my n-ggas let loose
3 grams of that pack and it boof
drop top, sh-t like where is the roof
bad foreign b-tch, she cookin’ me food
ralph lauren with the new balance shoes
like uh, b-tch still with it, b-tch too vicious
got that glock on me like uh
all my n-ggas ride, all my n-ggas with me, i be movin’ too low key like
like uh, b-tch still with it, b-tch too vicious
got that glock on me like uh
all my n-ggas ride, all my n-ggas with me, i be movin’ too low key
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