lirik lagu alr - gvng
hook –
red vans, red stars, gold chains and guitars
you hear us partying in the yard we go dumb & we go tard
lil b-tch we on, on, on, on, on, on, on
b-tch we on aye! aye!
red vans, red stars, gold chains and guitars
you hear us stomping the yard we go h-lla f-cking hard
lil b-tch we on, on, on, on, on, on, on
b-tch we on aye! aye!
verse 1 (alr) –
but i never heard that f-ck sh-t yea
do you know who you’re talking to yea
i go in, yea
left yo -ss, on the side of the road going so fast
but you can’t understand this weight
it’s something far more than great
go ahead and do that for the gvng
and f-ck anything you’re sayin
what you talking bout?!
like a bad-ss motherf-cka
i’ll pick your -ss up
slam you down like a suplex
b-tch i don’t care about you
who next?
good citizen in a duplex
because we connect on a good vibe
we’ll always be on a dope strive
you could never match us
we too live
but i’m way too lit
i’m too high
i just put your -ss in a runt
so might as well shut the f-ck up
i don’t wanna hear that bullsh-t cryin
oh my god are we fighting?
i’ll knock your -ss out like mike tyson
put your -ss out like osiris
don’t f-ck with me i’m way too excited
cause i just put them on like
hook –
red vans, red stars, gold chains and guitars
you hear us partying in the yard we go dumb & we go tard
lil b-tch we on, on, on, on, on, on, on
b-tch we on aye! aye!
red vans, red stars, gold chains and guitars
you hear us stomping the yard we go h-lla f-cking hard
lil b-tch we on, on, on, on, on, on, on
b-tch we on aye! aye!
verse 2 (luh pat)-
luh pat yeah i bang with the thang
b-tch you wanna f-ck wit the gang
why u think i’m playing any games
baby keep away from the lames
blood gonna rain gonna stain
chevy skirting off in the lane
b-tch boy keep the strap
neva got time for the lack
so i gotta run off with the pack
but i’m like a running back
n-gga gotta save gotta stack
snaking -ss boy you a rat
that life that i be living (living)
p p pour a cup cause i’m winning
you hesitate you get dizzy
got got got the gang and they wit it
g get yo -ss beat
boy i’m running like a track meet
in did the race they can’t catch me
i’m speeding off in that high speed
(where did go)
north
lemme find out where the gas at i’m puffin
wreaking the loudest with alr bussin
the 2 2 gone hit you like b-tch where yo cousin
i made a mistake not to reload i’m running
hook –
red vans, red stars, gold chains and guitars
you hear us partying in the yard we go dumb & we go tard
lil b-tch we on, on, on, on, on, on, on
b-tch we on aye! aye!
red vans, red stars, gold chains and guitars
you hear us stomping the yard we go h-lla f-cking hard
lil b-tch we on, on, on, on, on, on, on
b-tch we on aye! aye!
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