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back at it pt. 3lil herb
smoke da don verse
i pray to myself straight if i get killed or i get put in a cell
got 7500 or more in a box you be waiting for bail
smoke be right in the cell don't fuck with these niggas they waiting for mail
i'm in love with them 9's with the beams on the top laughing watch while he fell
we be lurking for opps and a mask up on me cuz you niggas ah tell
smoke lil tbone, we smoking them 50's while i send pipes to rell
we sipping them 6's and 8's so bitch we might be snail
my mama told me smoke we stunt on these niggas no time for jail
im up on the block 78th thats where we gooo
im smoking on posto, im smoking on gucci, im smoking on scoob
free lil bird?
mob fuck a bitch i dont got time for you
lurking again catch a opp & his friends
free the demons and killas & menaces let my boys out the pin
we up in the hood ain't ducking nothing we right by the car
we scoring and clapping the heat, the opps they should applaud us
no limit 150 the gang that's what you should call us
rock robin gucci & trues my niggas they true
the circle closed fuck you, you niggas is fuu
rock robin gucci & trues my niggas they true
lil herb verse
no limit g herbo im ballin like kobe you already know
im smoking on pasto im smoking on bud, lolo, scoob & tbone
free alla my niggaas a couple mo months bitch lil bruce should be home
and im fuck the opps crazy i let it be known thats why i keep my chrome
youtube the no lackin 3 video yeah a few of them gone
you see me react cause i see you was that niggas know what im on
and i aint hard to find if you looking for me come catch me on the 9
shorty nem posted with me on the 9 all them 30 clips and dem red beams them 9's
and smoke thats big bro for me you get smoke for any reason he find
so alla that talking and mugging is not a good reason for dying
cause them killers so thirsty they lurking they on it them demons is riding
if they pull up on your block hop out chasing & blowing believe me you dying
ima a rapper ask about me in the streets yeah im squeezing for mine
but nigga fuck what you heard about me in the street when you see me then try
might catch me down low in traffic speed with my 40 on me while im driving
gone off a whole pint of lean i might odee while im driving
fuck niggas out of my lane only money i see gotta have it
sprinting on top of that green like one of them players on madden
going hard bitch im trying to win me a ring ricky i couldnt have it
migo touch down with them tings im just waiting on him to pass it
smoking og out the p rolling and i never pass it
been smoking og since a teen reeking up alla my classes
one night off that lean i had me a dream that i would do something everlasting
as soon as i drop my first tape they told me my shit was a classic
smoking pasto posted up on the 8 damn that shit stink through the plastic
ride through the 8 tryna play no you aint alla them glizzys start blasting
and no we aint ducking no action shorty them itching they asses
aint no debate who gone go on them hits they mad cause they went on the last one
so many killers got so many pipes cant shoot em all gotta pass em
rugers & 5th's we got glocks shoot that lights choppers & pumps for that asthma
scurrr stretch em out like a plasma
check em out now he casper
send him up to the master