Portland Lyrics

These guns blaze, we shoot em like portland

Before we got there bitch they know how we coming

We doing wholesale, we don't break it down come get you a onion

I cannot go back to jail I don't take the gun, I only take the money

We call it playa, I ain't cuffing no bitch, I ain't dropping no dime on no nigga

Ride with my guys and they got them sticks so I'm putting that bitch in the middle

He came with the wood on the K, he saying his grace, I hope it don't give me a splinter

I slap a fan in the face, he getting to close, I swear that I'm still one of them nigga niggas

I'm in lenox, I got the ratchet

Ride through the mail, I get the package

Fuck that ho, that ho ain't nun

Fucked on her friend, she was went she was running

We got them sticks and we upping the score

We catch them niggas, we making em fold

I be with niggas they doing the most

I pop this shit I'ma rock out fasho

Fuck bout this niggas, turn 'em to ghost

Fuck bout the hoes, fuck on the low

He drop a post and we taking his soul

If he say it's up then we giving him smoke

Dicks in them glizzys we ride with em loaded

Cooling on the K, I can shoot it for the longest

Take em on a chase got too much on me

I see it in his face he a ho and he know it

Why the fuck his whole gang just fill up with holes

What the fuck you mean why I'm riding round with these poles

Treating these niggas like hoes, they getting exposed, we got em blowed

I'ma just stay in my lane, I stick to Omertà, I won't break the code

These guns blaze, we shoot em like portland

Before we got there bitch they know how we coming

We doing wholesale, we don't break it down come get you a onion

I cannot go back to jail I don't take the gun, I only take the money

We call it playa, I ain't cuffing no bitch, I ain't dropping no dime on no nigga

Ride with my guys and they got them sticks so I'm putting that bitch in the middle

He came with the wood on the K, he saying his grace, I hope it don't give me a splinter

I slap a fan in the face, he getting too close, I swear that I'm still one of them nigga niggas

Damn I fucked em both oh well

She tryna ride it like 4 wheel

He played them games he didn't know better

Shot hit his arm I give out the cold shoulder

She tried to stay but she got to go home

I made the play, I tell em go long

If nine tre up that fye he gone buss em and if we slimed em out it's fuck em

R.I.P. David I know that you watching me, I'm staying prayed up

I know some niggas that say that they balling but they some fakers

Young niggas tryna get ranked up

I leave his ass in the closet on hangers

These niggas really some strangers

Play with this shit and I'm making em famous

These guns blaze, we shoot em like portland

Before we got there bitch they know how we coming

We doing wholesale, we don't break it down come get you a onion

I cannot go back to jail I don't take the gun, I only take the money