My Very Best Lyrics

My Very Best Song Lyrics

[Tony Shhnow:]
Damn near embarrassed herself, she found out the hard way
I'm exactly how I rap in person
So I'm gon' cheat but I put gun's in all ya'll purses
Don't that mean something?
This life ain't certain, that don't mean it ain't worth it
My boys the type to mean mug and rob a nice person
Slide late for it and they end your night early
This life a beach, I got the whole crowd surfing
Don't make the wrong move cause' my aim... (Perfect)

[D Savage:]
Gun on my hip, I'm a problem boy
Hit a nigga block with them .223's
Gotta' walk down, hit your target boy
Pipe down fore' we spark it boy
Niggas go body for body, that's murder for murder
I got some smoke with niggas I ain't heard of
Riding with Fetti that b**ch got me nervous

[Tony Shhnow:]
If 12 hit the lights then you better not pullover
I wish that I could but right now I ain't going
Keep a bad b**ch and a gun on my hip
Walk with bags on me and my twin got a trip
Thirty clip, fifty round, hundred round
Say something, we take em' down
I'm f**king your b**ch when I listen to Drake
I won't leave the house without K's or a Drac'

[D Savage:]
O.V.O. baby I ride with that, damn
O.V.O. baby I ride with that Drac'
I'm rocking Off-White, this not Bape
I bend the block and I'm making them skate
You want a Birkin b**ch you gotta' pay
Don't do what I do, just do what I say
I run the city, the king of L.A
Smoking Gelato, that came from the bay
I hit the lotto, I'm playing with pay
Get in that cell and I make me a shank

[Tony Shhnow:]
I was dead broke but I made something happen
I'm back on my bull, we gon' take no asking
You know who to call when you come to Atlanta
The pack from the bay but my b**ch from Miami
They lie on my name but I'm still the one standing
I'm paperwork shawty, pulled up like a campus
You should watch out, I might hurt you
I know you on your job but right now it ain't working
She say you so credible, AR strong, incredible
I'm a product serving patients and right now I'm off that medical
She know I got several
And my old head right now still got money off a Nextel
I don't beef with social media work, just can't give intel
They gon' cap so shifty, we'll pull Glocks and make it Shiggy
I made bucks before I had powerplays, this pistol hold a fifty

[D Savage:]
Walk down gang this sh*t will get risky
Walk in the club and they not gon' frisk me
Double down gang I'ma shoot til' it's empty
I play with them pimps, she not gon' trick me
Pull up in a Bentley, be like...
Pull up in a Bentley, be like Trippie
I told my momma, I'm thugging, it's in me
In the trap house and I'm clutching my semi
Flex on a broke b**ch, can't get a penny
She wash the Percocet down with some Henny
Kick in your door, they gotta' feel me
Aye, got bowls, hoes, in all different states
I'm froze, my diamonds wet like a lake
I'm cold, she wanna' go on some dates
No

Ayy
Damn
(This is a certified hood classic)