Verse 1: YKWildEnd
I'm like hell yea I'm back at it
I spit dope y'all crack addicts
I k** sh** where the paramedics
Split a n***a like mathematics
I love green saint Patrick
Keep a pump opps asthmatic
These n***as actin they dra-matic
Like How the f** I just that
She s** so long like b**h
Where my kids at
I be doing my own sh**
Y'all trippin Worried bout that wrong sh**
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We got bottles in this b**h
And my Hittas in this sh**
We might leave with yo chick
No lie
I ain't worried bout you n***as
I make more than you n***as
These hoes adore my n***as
No lie
Y'all ain't f**ing with wild end
Y'all don't do it like wild end
Who they love b**h wild end
No lie
You can take it as you want
You can say what you want
But this is what we want
No lie
Verse 2: YKWildend
Mobb told me do me
k** em all like two-three
Close mouths they never eat
Jealousy that's never me
I'm doing better than all my
Hataz
A bad talker is a motivator
You damn p**y I vibrate ya
Big money f** lil money
Drug money become bond money
How you get it where it's from Money
That spend it all go dumb money
Y'all n***as be trippin
Y'all ain't got no worries
sh** y'all n***as be slipping
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Verse 3: Ron Mac
What's good real n***a straight from the hood
All my n***as hustle on that sunny day
And still be out late night like suge
b**h Im a don first name Ron
Last name Mac middle name chron
That's all I roll and that's all I smoke
If its all out beef than it ain't no joke
Betta not get stroked
Betta not get poked
If a sniper on sight
Betta not get scoped
I still got pride and I still got hope
Wanna be my fan jump on my boat
I'm way too ill and I'm way too dope
To be Tied in this sh** jus like a rope
Think I be goin I be like nope
Boy I'm from the greens I was raised by them folks
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