Lyrics
ya, ya, put on your seatbelt, i see cops, my rights are, ya i know what my rights are, ya i know what my rights are ya, police try to pull me over but i know what my rights are, my homie with the dotted license and he got it, i have friends moving left and i got shooters on the right side, diamonds i can't breathe i just swat it like a mob tie, came up from these streets been flexing on the court side, southside where i sleep, day dreaming on the northside, catch me lickies and i got 9 been creeping on the other side, ya, ya, i don't think you wanna really die, couple youngins they been reckless, i got fake niggas screaming out, "gang gang", your clout friend is your enemy, same thing propane how we smoke the shit, i need rubber bands to wrap about these benjamins, i fucked 3 cuz my exes look for evidence, and i delete all these hoes off of my messages, i chase cheese and i'm feeling like a goat ya, i get goat cheese while these birds be getting wrecked ya, guess i fuck with 3's cuz it's profit, money, debt ya, i got couple dogs never switch never shuttin up, pick the beemer up and i can barely use a pet ya, i just freestyle tell these pussy nigga how i feel, makes up for the school time where i, wanna feel the hot shit, got no time to talk shit, on my ride or die shit, foreign whip might crash it, i was broke last year, no hoes last year, and she's in that latest, main bitch a actress, she do acrobatic backflips, and she ride like porno, cops try to kick the door bout' the dope i sold, i'm just tryna send a load, got a blunt like lisa mo ya, police try to pull me over but i know what my rights are, my homie with the dotted license and he got it, i have friends moving left and i got shooters on the right side, diamonds i can't breathe i just swat it like a mob tie, came up from these streets been flexing on the court side, southside where i sleep, day dreaming on the northside, catch me lickies and i got 9 been creeping on the other side, ya, ya, i don't think you wanna really die, couple youngins they been reckless, i got fake niggas screaming out, "gang gang", your clout friend is your enemy, same thing propane how we smoke the shit, i need rubber bands to wrap about these benjamins, i fucked 3 cuz my exes look for evidence, and i delete all these hoes off of my messages, i chase cheese and i'm feeling like a goat ya, i get goat cheese while these birds be getting wrecked ya, ya ya
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Artist: lil berete