[Lil Derrick Talking]

Wussup, wussup its all gravy baby

Sheit nigga wussup, Josaphene Brian?

What you working wit Baby? (I'm working with six figures top of the line nigga)

Oh sheit I'm like Jigga nigga 8 figures baby

Shit i done smoked you outt

My nigga chuck in this bitch and Day-Shawn, Darrel, Buck

Ya nah i'm saying its all gravy my nigga Brian and Kifa

with the bubble



[Verse 1: Lil Derrick]

Head Bussa young thugga houndred percent ryda

Need a bag of that green to act a donkey with that chopper

Come through like a earthquake

Masked up in all black bustin' fiftay

I dont play, everything in my way become a targot

Fuck talkin' I'ma let my chopper do my talkin'

Dog, in all black thats how you find me

If i got beef I cant let no nigga steal me, I'm valuable

So i ride with a Cali-co

Everywhere i go, you know New Orleans cut throat

As it is keep your vest out to keep it real,

get it how you live choppers, SK's tote 'em when ya ride

Benz and spit 'em random 50 shots will split ya

Aint no need for that vest dawg

Fuck ya chest a nigga tryna knock ya head off

They want ya brains up out ya head

So they know ya dead

We want ya face on a shirt

And ya mama hurt

I aint with gettin' stole thats why i ride first, ride first



[Chorus]

Its steal or get stole

Ride or get rode on

Its steal or get killed nigga bust or get bust on (BLOAW)

Its steal or get stole

Ride or get rode on

Its kill or get killed nigga bust or get bust on (BLOAW)

Its steal or get stole

Ride or get rode on

Its kill or get kill nigga bust or get bust on



[Verse 2: Day-Shawn]

Cap peeler, head bussa, innocent wig splitta

Paper hit for 6 figures, want him gone? Get his picture

And even when I see him, I'ma blast his bitch ass

Walking light but i put ski mask bustin' at ??

Hurry up and get from round the scene with me nigga

No witnesses no suspects when you see'n me nigga

Me, lil Derrick a.k.a B.G. who beez me nigga

Ridin' side of the chopper, score some beef with me nigga

Ride fly 'till I'm stunt'n,

I'm fucking gettin' my shine on

Send smoked out price to the realm of Day-shawn

I was born a hellraiser

Pussy forgettin' paper chaser

Fuck with my fetti, coming with me to Jamaica

Now, blucka-blucka non-stoper

fifty from out the chopper

Empty the magazine release my anger when i pop ya

I'ma straight ride nigga

Tot'n that iron nigga

For 35 I'll leave him on the ground dyin nigga

I'ma straight ride nigga

Tot'n that iron nigga

For 35 I'll leave him on the ground dyin nigga

I'ma leave him wet-flat on his back

And then finish him

Bullets he feelin' 'em

Up lil Derrick aint hearin' 'em

Because i creep silently

The glock on the side of me

Derrick ride passenger

Will he ride or die with me?



[Chorus]



[Verse 3: Lil Derrick]

You's beefin' dont hesitate to ride my nigga

Slide fifty off in the chopper and open fire my nigga

My clique 'bout drama, Smoked Outt we a mob

You beefin? scared to freeze it? 5 G's and we ride

I hit blocks in broad day, fuck waitin' 'till night come

I'll be in black at 12 noon with 100 in my drum

Its steal or get stole ya betta play how it go

if ya know like i know freeze ya beef nigga

Dont sleep 'till your target rest in peace nigga

If ya scared go to church and pray to the man

Cause dog I aint playin'

When i spin the bin sprayin'

I'm tryin to leave ya brains layin'

Spin the bin in a Rover with the TV's playin'

Me score, Chuck and I'm JB

Young ryders, real niggaz who dont play

Who'll kill you, and shoot up where ya moms stay

Come to your funeral and walk with ya partners all day, all day



[Chorus]



[Verse 4]

I'll leave ya spot dimenished

Call me the demolitioner

I'm coming like in a wet dream with 50 flesh rippers

Pack the chrome now I creep, spray ya block like mace

Cover ya face aiming for anything above the waist

All they gon' hear is bang, bang

And all they gon' see is bloody bodies, bloody bodies

Who seen what? 'Cause they get hit too

Put a eye on your lips and watch what you saying

'Cause me and my niggaz we with the spraying

Blood play, thats all i know

Look where I was raised up, Wild Willow

Runnin' with a bunch of killers, if ya cross me they'll spank ya

Run ya down and spray ya, drop ya down like a acher

meanwhile, i seep like carbon dioxide right in ya eye

You cant see me I'm camouflaged

Ya screetchin' ya spot your house, I'll clean ya

Bust like a blood clot, sneak up on you like bird shit

And left a F-I-F-T-Y attack like paranas in packs

And leave you the opposite of dry, WET



[talking]

Fuck I'll burn a nigga block like Raid

[??] wha, wha, wha



[Chorus]