Tell em catch up, they too far behind me, gotta keep this pace
Gotta get this gas straight from the plug, niggas tryna lace
Making so much money, that Ben starting to have a f*cked up face
Put me in that M5 or that cat its finna be a chase
Niggas got ideas, then I shoot they brains straight out they head
Counting all these bands, they think it's prosthetic, take off his leg
Cutting up too much, want me to slow down, you gon' have to beg
Niggas too faced, the only faces, I got all of em dead
Running up a bag, while you niggas run in place
Never switch on gang, but for this paper, I'm a chase
I rock with my gun, you niggas stay rocking with mace
You talking shit online, you better say it to my face
You bout to hit the ground when I hit you with this combo
Hit that Hezzy pull with my Glock like I'm Rondo
Cop my momma new crib, yeah it ain't no condo
Beating on your whole gang like some f*cking bongos
Sliding to your girl's crib, I'm gon' make her moan
12 shots deep inside this hoe, I'm in the zone
Sipping on that Don, yeah we got Patron
Riding with my niggas gang, never move alone
Tell em catch up, they too far behind me, gotta keep this pace
Gotta get this gas straight from the plug, niggas tryna lace
Making so much money, that Ben starting to have a f*cked up face
Put me in that M5 or that cat its finna be a chase
Niggas got ideas, then I shoot they brain straight out they head
Counting all these bands, they think it's prosthetic, take off his leg
Cutting up too much, want me to slow down, you gon' have to beg
Niggas two faced, the only faces I got, all of em dead
Come and catch a flame, I'm so cold, I'm Johnny Dane
Bout to pull up from half court and make it call me dame
Wanna play like it's a game, he shot, now it's a shame
Spinning blocks just ain't the same, cops can't get my name
Cutting on the highway, GSP behind me, then I'm gone
Wanna keep on playing, spray em like we got new cologne
Caught him outside, we had to leave him, he was on his phone
Flying over niggas like a bird, faster than a drone
Speed in front of cops, and you know they ain't gon' follow
Put this gun up to his head, he finna face these hollows
F*ck all these hoes and chase the money, that's the motto
Got all these blicks, they ain't semis, fully autos
Tell em catch up, they too far behind me, gotta keep this pace
Gotta get this gat straight from the plug, niggas tryna lace
Making so much money, that ben starting to have a f*cked up face
Put me in that M5 or that cat its finna be a chase
Niggas got ideas, then I shoot they brain straight out they head
Counting all these bands, they think it's prosthetic, take off his leg
Cutting up too much want me to slow down, you gon' have to beg
Niggas too faced, the only faces, I got all of em dead
YaboyMikey - Prosthetic (feat. X-locked) Lyrics
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Tell em catch up, they too far behind me, gotta keep this pace
Gotta get this gas straight from the plug, niggas tryna lace
Making so much money, that Ben starting to have a f*cked up face
Put me in that M5 or that cat its finna be a chase
Niggas got ideas, then I shoot they brains straight out they head
Counting all these bands, they think it's prosthetic, take off his leg
Cutting up too much, want me to slow down, you gon' have to beg
Niggas too faced, the only faces, I got all of em dead
Running up a bag, while you niggas run in place
Never switch on gang, but for this paper, I'm a chase
I rock with my gun, you niggas stay rocking with mace
You talking shit online, you better say it to my face
You bout to hit the ground when I hit you with this combo
Hit that Hezzy pull with my Glock like I'm Rondo
Cop my momma new crib, yeah it ain't no condo
Beating on your whole gang like some f*cking bongos
Sliding to your girl's crib, I'm gon' make her moan
12 shots deep inside this hoe, I'm in the zone
Sipping on that Don, yeah we got Patron
Riding with my niggas gang, never move alone
Tell em catch up, they too far behind me, gotta keep this pace
Gotta get this gas straight from the plug, niggas tryna lace
Making so much money, that Ben starting to have a f*cked up face
Put me in that M5 or that cat its finna be a chase
Niggas got ideas, then I shoot they brain straight out they head
Counting all these bands, they think it's prosthetic, take off his leg
Cutting up too much, want me to slow down, you gon' have to beg
Niggas two faced, the only faces I got, all of em dead
Come and catch a flame, I'm so cold, I'm Johnny Dane
Bout to pull up from half court and make it call me dame
Wanna play like it's a game, he shot, now it's a shame
Spinning blocks just ain't the same, cops can't get my name
Cutting on the highway, GSP behind me, then I'm gone
Wanna keep on playing, spray em like we got new cologne
Caught him outside, we had to leave him, he was on his phone
Flying over niggas like a bird, faster than a drone
Speed in front of cops, and you know they ain't gon' follow
Put this gun up to his head, he finna face these hollows
F*ck all these hoes and chase the money, that's the motto
Got all these blicks, they ain't semis, fully autos
Tell em catch up, they too far behind me, gotta keep this pace
Gotta get this gat straight from the plug, niggas tryna lace
Making so much money, that ben starting to have a f*cked up face
Put me in that M5 or that cat its finna be a chase
Niggas got ideas, then I shoot they brain straight out they head
Counting all these bands, they think it's prosthetic, take off his leg
Cutting up too much want me to slow down, you gon' have to beg
Niggas too faced, the only faces, I got all of em dead
Gotta get this gas straight from the plug, niggas tryna lace
Making so much money, that Ben starting to have a f*cked up face
Put me in that M5 or that cat its finna be a chase
Niggas got ideas, then I shoot they brains straight out they head
Counting all these bands, they think it's prosthetic, take off his leg
Cutting up too much, want me to slow down, you gon' have to beg
Niggas too faced, the only faces, I got all of em dead
Running up a bag, while you niggas run in place
Never switch on gang, but for this paper, I'm a chase
I rock with my gun, you niggas stay rocking with mace
You talking shit online, you better say it to my face
You bout to hit the ground when I hit you with this combo
Hit that Hezzy pull with my Glock like I'm Rondo
Cop my momma new crib, yeah it ain't no condo
Beating on your whole gang like some f*cking bongos
Sliding to your girl's crib, I'm gon' make her moan
12 shots deep inside this hoe, I'm in the zone
Sipping on that Don, yeah we got Patron
Riding with my niggas gang, never move alone
Tell em catch up, they too far behind me, gotta keep this pace
Gotta get this gas straight from the plug, niggas tryna lace
Making so much money, that Ben starting to have a f*cked up face
Put me in that M5 or that cat its finna be a chase
Niggas got ideas, then I shoot they brain straight out they head
Counting all these bands, they think it's prosthetic, take off his leg
Cutting up too much, want me to slow down, you gon' have to beg
Niggas two faced, the only faces I got, all of em dead
Come and catch a flame, I'm so cold, I'm Johnny Dane
Bout to pull up from half court and make it call me dame
Wanna play like it's a game, he shot, now it's a shame
Spinning blocks just ain't the same, cops can't get my name
Cutting on the highway, GSP behind me, then I'm gone
Wanna keep on playing, spray em like we got new cologne
Caught him outside, we had to leave him, he was on his phone
Flying over niggas like a bird, faster than a drone
Speed in front of cops, and you know they ain't gon' follow
Put this gun up to his head, he finna face these hollows
F*ck all these hoes and chase the money, that's the motto
Got all these blicks, they ain't semis, fully autos
Tell em catch up, they too far behind me, gotta keep this pace
Gotta get this gat straight from the plug, niggas tryna lace
Making so much money, that ben starting to have a f*cked up face
Put me in that M5 or that cat its finna be a chase
Niggas got ideas, then I shoot they brain straight out they head
Counting all these bands, they think it's prosthetic, take off his leg
Cutting up too much want me to slow down, you gon' have to beg
Niggas too faced, the only faces, I got all of em dead
Writer: Mikey Snell
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid