GTA 6 (feat. Louie Ray) - BigBandChris

I be moving how I move Runnin up the blues I was broke and on my ass so I had to miss school I was breaking all the rules Now I'm 22 It feel good to be a boss cause you ain't doing what I do Young nigga self made we don't trust shit He be talking real tuff but he ain't bust shit Say you bout to hit the road nigga what whip Bro hit the gas last week and been stuck since Don't get touched I'm the right nigga to fuck with Carties on if it's up then it's stuck bitch Tell me how y'all feel safe with only one blick Oh y'all five niggas deep then imma bust six Throat baby come here and you can show me what that mouth do Man bro so comfy he hit Miami in the house shoes Yo main mans switched oh that's really what that clout do Lon6z had me come back but really I was bout to Back like Jordan in 96 I put pressure on these niggas I might take yo bitch Giving credit where it's due cause I really with the hating shit Put a tag up on yo head just to show you I ain't having it Know some niggas good at call of duty Shooting shit was made for it I can't let that ride Need a bad bitch with bad pussy Not while I'm alive She gone be so salty she gone dead like a homicide Better take precautions before you go raw inside Every nigga that be fucking end up in the fuckin inside Ima real nigga to fuck with Never passive aggressive tell her to suck Tell her never let me down Higher chance that I will cuff it A little patience a little patience let it build up to something Quit yo rushing bitch I said Been so long since I gave her the D Had to cut her ass off but she couldn't believe Everytime that I see her she geeking and bubbly And I don't pay her no attention like the bitch is ugly Drove from Dayton to Flynt right back to the D And I dating no more bitching ain't fucking for free Going 75 down I-75 Them sneaky ass state troopers get off my dick Yea this an RT, alright I got bags and bags in Alright yea alright This an RT I got bags on bags in the car seat The way I move through the mug I got swap feet If five niggas run toward me I bet I drop three I mean stop three So much going on right now they can't stop me Me and bro got the same car we can swap jeeps And we got the same straps we can swap heats Okay this a fast car but I slow creep Or a red mothafuckin' with the white seats Before I ice a bitch out I gotta ice me What kind of Glock 40 you got a nineteen Naw that a nine millimeter Still fuck around with crystal yea Ice-T I'm always close to the game yea spike lee Always follow my first mind you can't hype me If a nigga looking fucked up then he might be Only had four lines of drink had to drop three My last line spoke to me why not me Like the last line was really talking to me Like, why you ain't pour me up Like what I do wrong, tah Get motivated nigga know what I'm say

I use my cash app card when I cash her out (Supposed to be at the crib but I had to, okay) Big bag in the back seat when I'm bagging out Shoot her 250 over cash app then I asked her out Bitch be down to ride well but don't ask her out The head she hit me with was so fire I done passed the house (damn) On this account 7,500 maxed me out I'm so fresh today I feel like she should ask me out (yeah) He said who the fuck you in there laying with? She dragged me out And then beforе he got tough, I blew a knee out (bow) I'm highly known for beating pussy down, I don't eat out I had to drop her off in the morning, she only wore a tee out I want you comfortable but this a benz, put yo feet down Matter fact, lean back, let yo seat down I want you to come off the top, bitch freestyle She started sucking dick at 1, it's 3 now This bitch squirt so much to the point I think it's pee now (Mmm) Fuck! I done fucked up the work, I left a pie out The hood hotter so I'm still walking round with that fan out Okay you say you ran through 20 racks, pull a band out I was at the atm until it ran out I heard they barely touched dog but he ran out That bitch I used to couldn't fuck I get her ran now I use cash app, money ain't coming out my pants She like to fuck on balconies when it's gloomy out Okay this a crime scene, play a movie out They say there's some white girls in here with they boobs out I ain't even gotta walk in with my tool out It's getting too loud It's making two sounds Bitch greece in there tryna sleep, you bein' too loud Fuck her right there on the wall, blur her frame out Somebody hit him with the fire, blew his flame out I was known for being real before I came out Fake rappers with these fake stories it's getting played out My city know what's up with me, why would I change now? Hell naw I can't stop rapping, look at what I made now