Todd Gurley ft. Baby Sugee & YN C Lyrics

We hit they block, clear the scene, we was dressed in all black

Got a strike on me, my niggas doin' drive-bys in the scat

Got a odd bitch squarin', yeah, I'm pullin' out her trash

If we hit they block once, then you know we spendin' back

I been takin' niggas hoes since I been a runnin' back

I don't drink Hennessy, I let the hoes deal with that

Boy, I can't fuck a bitch without no strings gettin' attached

Forever pressin' on some shit, cause I'ma take it to the match

Nigga, if I send a blitz on God, then all the niggas can say

If it's upset with your chest, don't take that shit back

This life shit come with consequences, yeah, you gotta take that

We don't take L's, they just let some, we gon' always shake back

And I'm a real nigga, I can take a L, I'm goin' face that

Fuck on a pop, half-thirty, tryna break her back

Duke said, when I answer the phone to make her worry

Called her back, said, I'm alive, but I was dead off of thirty

You be in the field, loose, tighten up, my niggas sturdy

I got her number, then I fuck the first night, that's a birdie

They say, our clip hold thirty rounds, I feel like Curry

Wake him up before the birds whoop you at your crib early

Grammin' in yo' bitch pussy, got me feelin' like Todd Gurley

Then see I go up to Giuseppe's, these young niggas feelin' sturdy

Y'all can keep the flash flows, I want a lil' bitch that's nerdy

Broke, came off that road, you cashed in another thirty

I can't be in relationships with young niggas too flirty

Come on, I don't live that road, we sent this ass up to Hurley

Yeah

When the time right, only a real bitch can make me

When the time right, only a real bitch can make me hang up my jersey

Why the fuck these niggas talkin' so much, nigga, do something

Only time I feel right is when I pour up a deuce or somethin

The niggas that I'm ridin' with ain't gotta tell I'm tight enough

This shit, everyday life, they already know what's up

Ain't none of my niggas ridin', this bitch ridin' loose as fuck

That bitch bad, but she burnin', so she through as fuck

Niggas said he finna slide down, but I see his blood

This nigga got his first fuckin' gun, now he think he tough

You can't put no sneaky shit on me, cause I be peepin' stuff

Fuck a drive-by, we walk down, we be creepin' stuff

I wanna trust this bitch, but I can't, she be deleting stuff