Letras Be Gone - DaBoii, Yhung T.O.

Be Gone

Aye lil' Brodie, watch that shit that you speak on
I don’t even know you, bitch be gone
Niggas never come outside 'cause they be home
And if they did live in the hood they’ll be gone
Find out where dem niggas live, we at yo' peep hole
And I ain’t wit' that shit that you be on
Yeah I’m from the V but this Vlone
And bitch if you a boss, put yo' team on
Ayy, it’s on my hip, you know it’s on wax
Bro caught a body and beat the case
Kick a nigga door, we need the safe
Put this Glock down, I keep the Drake
Niggas gon' keep on talkin' crazy 'til we shut they mouth
Niggas ain’t gon' free they bitch 'til we run they spouse
And she got somethin' against real niggas, only fuck wit' clowns
Niggas be talkin' bout they block but always tucked at house
Just got a stack that I can’t fold, that I can’t fuckin' count
Where the fuck was niggas at when I was fuckin' down?
Bitch I always keep a strap like I fuck around
Heard yo' daddy was a rat so you’s a fuckin' mouse
Nigga I’ll beat yo' ass if I don’t got the strap
How the fuck is niggas shooters, still ain’t shot a gat?
And I ain’t hoppin' in a booth unless I got the pack
Niggas trickin' for that babbie, niggas coppin' cat
Cruisin' in them SRT’s but we ain’t buyin' scats
Bitch if I ain’t in that field a nigga writin' raps
I like money, drugs and guns, you niggas like to act
And bro will snake you for that green that nigga like Slatt
Bitch on the gang
Find out where dem niggas live, we at yo' peep hole
And I ain’t wit' that shit that you be on
Yeah I’m from the V but this Vloan
And bitch if you a boss, put yo' team on
Ayy, it’s on my hip, you know it’s on wax
Bro caught a body and beat the case
Kick a nigga door, we need the safe
Put this Glock down, I keep the Drake
And I’ll let this 30 bust, what the fuck he think?
I got niggas in they feelings and I blame the drink
Put this bitch in sports mode and be gone in a blink
I think these niggas really mad 'cause they know they can’t link
I just came up on a 10 and put 6 in the bank
Why these niggas talkin' shit can’t put 5 in the tank
All these bitches hop on dick, they just follow the rank
I’m the type to free the bitch, I’m the one you should thank
My granny told me change my life but no, I just can’t
And when we pull up for a skit we don’t shoot we just paint
And I’ma go and cut this line, 'cause no I can’t wait
I tape 20 to the 30, it got slapped on the Drake
And I’ll let this bitch go before I up a cape
On the freeway doin' a hundred ain’t no time to be late
I like money, I like guns, bitch I love me the bank
And I’ll fuck yo' baby mom’s 'cause you think she a saint
Find out where dem niggas live, we at yo' peep hole
And I ain’t wit' that shit that you be on
Yeah I’m from the V but this Vloan
And bitch if you a boss, put yo' team on
Ayy, it’s on my hip, you know it’s on wax
Bro caught a body and beat the case
Kick a nigga door, we need the safe
Put this Glock down, I keep the Drake