Buckcherry - Ba lyrics

All I'm tryna do is chill

Probably catch a couple mill until they take me away

Pop a shot up at ya grill

Top the chop off the Deville until they take me away

Byrdgang, we're makin' hits

I just need another fix until they take me away

This for my mans in the grave

My niggaz ride my waves until they take me away

Who the fuck you think you fuckin' with, I'm the Biggavel'

Pop shots at the nigga Pell', raise his man if the nigga tell

Give a fuck what the nigga sell (nigga sell)

My gun gon' spit

This nigga hear this shit, he keep on making hits (and hits)

I do this shit, that rapper, he a thug

Even though they cashin' them checks we still be slangin' drugs

You ain't think they can hold soap and Ts run me 120

My Vs run me 120, you bitch, I'm gettin' money

I'ma load that Nina, cock that back

Close that Beamer, stack that stack

You another man when you clap that back

Blew a 100 grand in a black catback (catback)

Tried to tell their momma's comin' next

Cuz everything he touch so lean in a Harlem Hummer vet

Run when cops try to get ya

Pop your top with the systa'

Pumping cock in your sister

I'm Big Shot, get the picture

Nigga keep stuntin' and frontin' I'ma come and get ya

Send some nigga that'll leave you float in the waters like Flipper

Ow

All I'm tryna do is chill

Probably catch a couple mill until they take me away

Pop a shot up at ya grill

Top the chop off the Deville until they take me away

Byrdgang, we're makin' hits

I just need another fix until they take me away

This for my mans in the grave

My niggaz ride my waves until they take me away