Byrd
Yeah
Aye
Kiddbud snapped on this beat no cap
We really giving them hell
Nawl we ain't f*cking with 12
You either right or you left
No Lucci but we wish them well
I pray to god ion go to hell
A young nigga straight from belltown
Never fold never tell dawg
Free my daddy from behind the wall
Thumbz came home today dawg
He was jammed up behind the wall
He was making them county calls
Gotta stack the money real tall
Fourth and short imma run the ball
Gotta get it I can't stop
Say we gone ride till the wheels fall off
F*cking on ya bitch while ya call dawg
You bitch a bitch going through her call log
Imma gone ball like Lonzo ball
Gotta get the money yeah nonstop
Shoot me a 3 like Chris Paul
Can't f*ck the bitch she gone run her mouth
Catch me a play like randy moss
Free them niggas from behind the wall when they come home we gone ball
We really giving them hell
Nawl we ain't f*cking with 12
You either right or you left
No Lucci but we wish them well
I pray to god ion go to hell
A young nigga straight from belltown
Never fold never tell dawg
Free my daddy from behind the wall
Uhh
Yeah yeah nahh
Im not average
Diamonds steady flashing (Flash blurr)
I got bands
Gucci my pants
I'm so high won't land (Uhhh)
Money come in money come in yeah
And then we gone cash out
All of my niggas (All of my niggas) want them bands so they can cash out
I pray ion never see hell
I been getting money I know you can tell
I'm sipping this drink moving slow like snail
New diamond my wrist get sick no cell (Yeah)
Uhhhh I'm doing it all
When a young nigga up my niggas gone ball
Hand me the rock imma punch it like wall (Punch it like walls)
You on my way imma knock down the wall
We really giving them hell
Nawl we ain't f*cking with 12
You either right or you left
No Lucci but we wish them well
I pray to god ion go to hell
A young nigga straight from belltown
Never fold never tell dawg
Free my daddy from behind the wall
Byrd - Hell (feat. Lil Rosa) Lyrics
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Byrd
Yeah
Aye
Kiddbud snapped on this beat no cap
We really giving them hell
Nawl we ain't f*cking with 12
You either right or you left
No Lucci but we wish them well
I pray to god ion go to hell
A young nigga straight from belltown
Never fold never tell dawg
Free my daddy from behind the wall
Thumbz came home today dawg
He was jammed up behind the wall
He was making them county calls
Gotta stack the money real tall
Fourth and short imma run the ball
Gotta get it I can't stop
Say we gone ride till the wheels fall off
F*cking on ya bitch while ya call dawg
You bitch a bitch going through her call log
Imma gone ball like Lonzo ball
Gotta get the money yeah nonstop
Shoot me a 3 like Chris Paul
Can't f*ck the bitch she gone run her mouth
Catch me a play like randy moss
Free them niggas from behind the wall when they come home we gone ball
We really giving them hell
Nawl we ain't f*cking with 12
You either right or you left
No Lucci but we wish them well
I pray to god ion go to hell
A young nigga straight from belltown
Never fold never tell dawg
Free my daddy from behind the wall
Uhh
Yeah yeah nahh
Im not average
Diamonds steady flashing (Flash blurr)
I got bands
Gucci my pants
I'm so high won't land (Uhhh)
Money come in money come in yeah
And then we gone cash out
All of my niggas (All of my niggas) want them bands so they can cash out
I pray ion never see hell
I been getting money I know you can tell
I'm sipping this drink moving slow like snail
New diamond my wrist get sick no cell (Yeah)
Uhhhh I'm doing it all
When a young nigga up my niggas gone ball
Hand me the rock imma punch it like wall (Punch it like walls)
You on my way imma knock down the wall
We really giving them hell
Nawl we ain't f*cking with 12
You either right or you left
No Lucci but we wish them well
I pray to god ion go to hell
A young nigga straight from belltown
Never fold never tell dawg
Free my daddy from behind the wall
Yeah
Aye
Kiddbud snapped on this beat no cap
We really giving them hell
Nawl we ain't f*cking with 12
You either right or you left
No Lucci but we wish them well
I pray to god ion go to hell
A young nigga straight from belltown
Never fold never tell dawg
Free my daddy from behind the wall
Thumbz came home today dawg
He was jammed up behind the wall
He was making them county calls
Gotta stack the money real tall
Fourth and short imma run the ball
Gotta get it I can't stop
Say we gone ride till the wheels fall off
F*cking on ya bitch while ya call dawg
You bitch a bitch going through her call log
Imma gone ball like Lonzo ball
Gotta get the money yeah nonstop
Shoot me a 3 like Chris Paul
Can't f*ck the bitch she gone run her mouth
Catch me a play like randy moss
Free them niggas from behind the wall when they come home we gone ball
We really giving them hell
Nawl we ain't f*cking with 12
You either right or you left
No Lucci but we wish them well
I pray to god ion go to hell
A young nigga straight from belltown
Never fold never tell dawg
Free my daddy from behind the wall
Uhh
Yeah yeah nahh
Im not average
Diamonds steady flashing (Flash blurr)
I got bands
Gucci my pants
I'm so high won't land (Uhhh)
Money come in money come in yeah
And then we gone cash out
All of my niggas (All of my niggas) want them bands so they can cash out
I pray ion never see hell
I been getting money I know you can tell
I'm sipping this drink moving slow like snail
New diamond my wrist get sick no cell (Yeah)
Uhhhh I'm doing it all
When a young nigga up my niggas gone ball
Hand me the rock imma punch it like wall (Punch it like walls)
You on my way imma knock down the wall
We really giving them hell
Nawl we ain't f*cking with 12
You either right or you left
No Lucci but we wish them well
I pray to god ion go to hell
A young nigga straight from belltown
Never fold never tell dawg
Free my daddy from behind the wall
Writer: Ashton Patterson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid