AMG Cedes

Lyrics

[Intro] Guapo he slimin' them out for me Ayy, ha, uh huh Ayy, uh huh I'm talkin bout -- Uh huh Yeah, uh huh [Chorus] Put that boy in a wood, yeah he dead as fuck (Dead as fuck) Wish that lil nigga would, boy don't try your luck (Nigga, don't try your luck) I do what you can't, cause' you broke as fuck (Broke as fuck) Nigga your hoe too basic, you need to give her up (Need to, give it up) My nigga scored on the drank, so he finna pour up (Yeah) Yeah, count it sideways, but he never showed up Uh, this shit crazy But I got racks like this shit the eighties Yeah, to keep it a band nigga I'm a 2000s baby Yeah, me and Kan been back in the AMG Mercedes Bullets they hot, and they bite like they got rabies Shout to my momma lil nigga, she the one who raised me She the reason why these lil hoes they can't play me New Gen 4, that bitch came with no safety Swear you better keep cool, if you wanna make it out safely Perc thirty only thing nigga that can really can save me (Yeah, huh)