Music: Jeremi Castillo
Yo gas, punch me in the-
Hit 'em wit' a jab, and I cross like Nick Nash
When you rock by yo' self ain't no issue
R-I-P Gaby my b***h I miss yo
Live by the gun so you died by the pistol
Always a hunnid, never artificial
But I ain't seen my b***h in so lon
Still can't believe that my bro gone
Wish I could give you a phone call
It's just hard for a b***h to hold o
I was livin' by the gun too dawg
I was hangin' wit' a nigga that was too flaw
He was playin' he was sayin' he was too hard
Bullet to the mouth had to give a nigga new jaw
Couple of bodies under my belt
Lately I been going through hell
Fake b*****s starting to die of
'Cause only the real gon prevail
Me n' the clique wit' lil' Kev kittin' licks
Not knowin' who was ahead of me
B*****s got caught so they snitched on a bitc
All of y'all b*****s is dead to m
I took the fall 'cause I live by the code
That shoulda been ya'll instead of me
Snitched on me then got restraining orders
Why is y'all b*****s so scared of me
I know y'all see a b***h workin
Y'all know that y'all b*****s is dead to m
I peep when y'all b*****s be lurkin
I know that y'all filled wit that jealousy
I know y'all see me in my bag now
I'm up never gon' back down
It's R-I-P to my big buzzo Gaby
I wish that God would bring you back now
It's ****ed up how a b***h gon' feel daw
It's kill or be killed dawg
It's pick up that gun n' you drill dawg
That's how it be in the field dawg
If they runnin' I'm knockin' they wheels off
Then I got peel off
I'm just keepin' it real dawg
Ah
When you rock by yo' self ain't no issue
R-I-P Gaby my b***h I miss yo
Live by the gun so you died by the pistol
Always a hunnid, never artificial
But I ain't seen my b***h in so lon
Still can't believe that my bro gone
Wish I could give you a phone call
It's just hard for a b***h to hold o