Official Lyrics

Why can't you hide the way the sun is down

It's so fine, won't you know where you are

Why can't you hide the way the sun is down

The sun is gone

Ayo, GK

I can't hang around these niggas cause they all in the way

Is you gon' hop up out that car, is you gon' let that bitch spray

Like nigga is , you down to do that time like is you banging the K

They know we steppin' bout lil Jordan we get off any day

That nigga took my brother now I'm feeling for some get back

That nigga runnin' to the gram, about this smoke, boy get yo lick back

I'm tryna catch a pussy boy and snap his ass just like a kitkat

Forever riding with the guys, these niggas fakin' like they with that nigga

Claimin' he was silent, but that boy bitched up and told

I'm tryna spin niggas block and leave a fuck boy in the road

Just spent a hundred on this coat, man, how the hell I catch a cold

Man, how the hell you spinning opps and you ain't even got a pole

Man, can't no nigga say he's sparin' us

We come through with them Glocks, most of these niggas really scared of us

Twin just got a new fye he slang that bitch like it's from Toys R Us

Let's creep up on they block, wait for that fuck boy to get off the bus

Lil zeekay never told, them niggas mad cause they can't fuck with us

I know she see the way I live

And I been runnin' up my check and I can't stop, I want some millions

And all these niggas steady fakin' on my life, I don't want no dilling

And I'm like, nigga, who is you? Them hoes was on this niggas dick but now we came up out the blue

And if you hangin' with them boys, I guarantee you'll get it, too

And I done ran all out of trust forever steppin' bout the crew

Lil hoe I'm straight up out the hood hell, nah, these streets ain't nothin' new

If you weren't there from the beginning, hell naw, I don't fuck with you

I can't hang around these niggas cause they all in the way

Is you gon' hop up out that car, is you gon' let that bitch spray

My niggas, is you down' to do that time, like is you bangin' the K

They know we steppin' bout lil Jordan, we get off any day

That nigga to my brother, nah, I'm finna feening for some , get back

That nigga runnin' to the gram, about this smoke, boy, get your lick back

I'm tryna catch that pussy boy and snap his ass jus like a Kit Kat

Forever riding with the guys these niggas faking like they with that

I'm too official with this shit

Been tryna leave the hood alone, but I came up around these blicks

Niggas can't say that we put up step on that boy in dicky fits

Twin so official with that, fye pass him the Drac, he work the bitch

My heart been gone for a long time, so now I'm runnin' to the riches

Niggas ain't beefin' bout no pape, these niggas beefin' bout these bitches

I never said I was a stepper, I know you can't duck no switch

These niggas know my way of life, can't let them get me, bitch, I'm living