You know what the fuck goin' on, nigga OTF, the family She die-, haha [Chorus] Bitch, I was slidin' with Big A We was ridin' down the Trey I hit the alley, told bro wait Skip Ad Ab-Soul 'Do Better' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified [Verse] You know King Von do his thing I hopped out, no, I don't play .9 Beretta on my waist I count the crowd, didn't hesitate Matter fact, this was the day I shot up Dunbar with L'A M-Thang and Makado JoJo died, we laughed at dude Tweet at us, won't follow you Tweak with us, we follow you Show you what these hollows do Don't let my vultures swallow you Now they lie and merch on you They never slide 'cause you was fu And no one really liked you Shit so sad but shit so true Now lеt's take it to the WIIIC Been off that porch since likе 'o-six Don't remember my first kiss But I remember my first lick Don't remember my first bitch But I remember my first hit By myself, who I was with And I was missin' like a bitch But now I'm Mr. Never Miss And yo' bitch I never kiss But now I'm Mr. Never Miss And yo' bitch I never kiss [Chorus] I was ridin' with Big A We was cruisin' down the Trey I hit the alley, told bro wait I was ridin' with Big A We was cruisin' down the Trey I hit the alley, told bro wait I was ridin' with Big A We was cruisin' down the Trey I hit the alley, told bro wait I was ridin' with Big A We was cruisin' down the Trey I hit the alley, told bro wait [Verse 2] Don't need no beam to make you bleed, nigga Body count so ugly, I remind you of that scream, nigga Bleed, nigga, sparks make it hard for you to see, nigga Breathe, nigga, tubes make it hard for you to eat, nigga Sleep, nigga, body ain't movin', don't hear a peep, nigga Weak, nigga, that's what y'all is, ain't hard to see, nigga 'Bout a week, nigga, I'ma have fifty thousand up in the jeep, nigga Dream chaser like Meek, nigga, R.I.P. LilBossTee, nigga
00:08 That was me and ronnie bait We was sliding thru the S I had to and cop a gague More 15 on my waist That shit come longer then my age And i had a couple baes Im tryna keep them on my waist I let the shaytans do the killings off my opps Yeah my niggas shotring rocks Buj and crack at the spot The trap house Lets me function I love that shit ong
