Be Gone

Lyrics

[Intro] Hating on my clan, need to listen here Abracadabra with that ratchet, make you disappear Be gone and be gone, be gone and be gone Be gone and be gone, be gone and be gone [Bridge] Why y'all hating on my clan? Need to listen here Abracadabra with that ratchet, make you disappear Be gone and be gone, be gone and be gone Be gone and be gone, be gone and be gone [Verse 1] Still wilding, these bitches love it Memories and taking pictures of it Gang face for my name's sake Never catch me in the same place Same pistol in the same waist, free throw shots and it's game day Dynamite like jay-jay, with the brandy like ray-jay I go banana clips A.K No vacay, grind everyday I take shade 'cause I'm all shine Stay paid and that's all mine State to state while y'all online Treat you new school niggas like columbine, yeah Don't mind cause I'm out of mine, yeah Still color outside the lines, yeah I'm the one y'all idolize, you niggas out of time and that's the bottom line, yeah Something you ain't never seen Life you only heard about Liquor's dark and weed is green Crash, but never burning out Pull up at the scene and seen everybody turning out Acting all important, I extort the money, turn around We can get the burners out, who's tryna go the murder route Bitches in my business talking shit Close ya fucking mouth [Pre-Chorus] Silence Don't say another word or there'll be violence Murder scene, yellow tape and sirens Closed caskets, funerals and violins Silence [Chorus] Silence Don't say another word or there'll be violence Murder scene, yellow tape and sirens Closed caskets, funerals and violins Silence [Verse 2] What's my motherfuckin name, bitch? Say it loud, the king is on his throne Y'all on that lame shit with them same bitches They already got this bone Just leave in my zone, blink one time and then I'm gone Still don't know when I'll be back, but if you need me hit my phone I be on my coast to coast Holding post Smoking dope with multi hoes with open clothes, holding pose When will I stop, lord only knows (Silence) Hustle up, we just tryna get a couple bucks (Or there'll be violence) Hush it is up, my crew gone fuck shit up (Yeah, we still wilding) Everyday and thus shit won't never stop (I be profiling) Ladies love me, it's time to get this (haaa) All about that dollar bill Don't kill my vibe, I'm tryna chill I rep my gang and that's for real Word to these weapons I conceal I don't back down, I crack down on everything and put the smack down Gotta question niggas backgrounds, they all fake, I clap rounds Don't act wild, this my night, feel the fire from my light I could make this your highlight, shorty getting down, that's my type [Bridge] Why y'all hating on my clan? Need to listen here Abracadabra with that ratchet, make you disappear Be gone and be gone, be gone and be gone Be gone and be gone, be gone and be gone [Chorus] Silence Don't say another word or there'll be violence Murder scene, yellow tape and sirens Closed caskets, funerals and violins Silence Silence Don't say another word or there'll be violence Murder scene, yellow tape and sirens Closed caskets, funerals and violins Silence