All Da Way Lyrics

Yop, yo, I'm ready

Let me take this shit all the way

Don't stop it

Come on

Where y'all at Man yall niggas been put up

Try to play me like a hoe cause he ain't know that I was cut

She a pretty light skinned bitch so I fucked her from the front

And that bitch ate my dick I ain't know that she was a munch

Opp bitch dropped yo lo so you know I'm pullin' up

Feel like shiesty when I slid man yall niggas should've ducked

And you bet not try to run cause lil bro poppin' out that cut

Put that price up on your head my niggas come through slanging dreads

Better hope you have that vest cause we ain't aimin' for your legs

I said, free the guys bitch, all of my niggas known for slingin' iron

417 that be the gang we known to hate the 5's

Catch one of them lil niggas out gave 'em a late demise

All my niggas ain't out here dying I can't relate to mas

The same nigga y'all was saying free name in yo paperwork

When y'all niggas died bitch, yall ain't slide y'all just made a shirt

Saying they gone kill me while I'm here make him hate me first

If I get caught This it's fed time Boy, this k a burst

I'm the one who was tweaking in that school oh, you ain't heard about me

Nigga diss my man's slide through da' woods make niggas worry bout it

My lil niggas don't do hit-and-runs they like murder bodies

If I ain't got my mask on the drill wrap around my shirt around me

Etwo that boy hard body he got stabbed like seven times

You can't name a day after that, when we wasn't sliding

I got out and bought a Glock nineteen y'all keep that one nine

Niggas always trolling I can't wait to catch that one five

Every time I hear Melo name Boy, I'm tryna slide

Catch a riding with his mama make him watch his mama die

Hope we paralyzed that nigga really make him traumatized

He can't get no pussy use his hand like it's Ramadan

I feel like I'm all star cause I'm out here tryna get a bag

Uppin dog shit on all my opps got these niggas mad

D-Thang got his body pop a thirty, hop on niggas ass

I ain't a school shooter I'm tryna score its just in my bag

Crock out the window with that chop tryna face yo ass

Don't say you smoking Melo must be crazy, bro laced yo ass

Rip the guys and free dem boys

Put a suppressor on the Glock so when I slide, it don't make noise

But the switch on the back it shoot too fast just like a toy

Aye, what type of time, niggas on

Think I'm a hoe spend the day, with me just to see what I be on

I'm just a-gettin' money, nigga say you want somethin' off me come and take it from me, nigga

I be outside by myself Ian with 100 niggas

Fake nigga preaching real man, I don't feel it

The opps upped the score I fixed it fast like I'm Felix

Young nigga, I was broke wonder when my next meal is

You ain't never been outside in the cold, tryna hustle

Had to turn on the stove just for heat in the struggle

Heard my man's sneak dissing cut him off, cause I don't trust him

Some told me not to kill him lord knows that I love him, bitch