MIDNIGHT RIDGE DRIVE▌

Daj:

Backie My Backie My Backie
Bringing color to the white, shit ashy
I know what I put my name on, that’s branding
Couple thousand make her taste like candy
I gotta stay on my toes like I’m dancing
The homie know I hit for something, I’m prancing
What’s probable, what’s the odds? Shit I’m gambling
Optimistic cause the falls could be damaging
Old nigga don’t got no dough, that nigga rambling
Shit it look like a nigga been had the chip
But he ain’t tell you shit get shitty like a laxative
I’m glad I played GTA, shit we was practicing
Evade, evade, gotta get paid
Cops want to put you down in the basement
We was born defendants, was never plaintiff
So now a days we take it slow like Jason

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Because I know
What I gotta do
When I gotta do
Cause I gotta move
I don’t gotta prove
Better holla at a dude
If it’s about a move
Then a nigga gotta move
Interior whip tan like it’s right by the pool
If we fuck up the plan, I’mma call an audible
A nigga show he can, it’s gone cause a domino
So I gotta go when I gotta go

Tizzy:

Lobster tail every week
Give a fuck if it’s yeezy on my feet
I’m a beast in the rain, hail, sleet or the snow
You know young tizzy gets to the dough
And that Shìt is fasho
Quit playing, stop playing
I’m the man
Understand that I’m tryna build this shit like the sands
And I’m talking about the corporation
While you niggas hating, use that shit as motivation
Utilizing all this idle time that you waiting
I mean that you wasting
We need more moves yup
We need more views
Concentrating on another plate
We need more food
Why you think my niggas hustling?
Can’t afford lose
I know I’m the dude
She look and she choose, it’s the truth
Say that she down for whatever in the pursuit of the loot
Keep the circle tight, never letting squares in the loop
Everything precise, I could never lie in the booth

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