Diego Money, IceBirds - BE ON lyrics

(Xool on the beat, boy)

Aye, me and my niggas gonna get to the cake
Cause’ that’s just what we on
Hop out that whip
You know it’s exotic when young ice
Nigga can’t hop out no Nissan (Fuck)
Aye, push start, key robotic
Two bitches with me and you just what we on
Ice on my neck leave you cold like Freon
Kick out a bitch and I told the hoe be gone
I’m in the field and I feel just like Deon
(Aye)
Cool ass nigga, but I stay with my heat on
These lil niggas ain’t gettin’ no money
You know you ain’t real, we know you a pee-on
I got them racks, know I stay with a sack
I stay hittin’ juugs
Niggas know what I be on

Wherever the racks that’s where I’m at, aye
Everybody with me strapped
Fuck niggas get no dap, aye
They speak too much cap
Let a nigga play, I’m pullin’ that Mac out
Young Diego, I was born in the trap house
Ball on these niggas
I’m feelin’ like Stackhouse
Come to the spot
I’m gon’ bring all the packs out
Flex on these niggas, I ain’t talkin’ push-up
If he got smoke, we gon’ push-up
I got that 40 on me right now
If you play with my gang, it’ll cook you up
I got shootas on top of the roof right now
Fuck nigga better look up, aye
When the money counter beep
I’m loving the sound
Load up the choppa cause’ it can go down
Niggas too fake, they can’t be around
They biting the drip, they stealing our sound
(Aye, aye)
I got an extended clip on the Glock
Nineteen shots, and you know that they hot
Talkin’ about the streets
We got that on lock
Know I came right off the block
Talkin’ bout money I want a whole lot
Choppa put a lil nigga right on Fox
Pass me a duse of that drank, you
Can keep all of that Vodka, aye
Slide down yo’ block with that Drake
Make that lil boy do the Cha-Cha
Aye, all of these niggas be fake
They really be some imposters, aye
Hit up yo’ block with that lava, aye
Somebody better call a doctor
Shoutout my gang gang, they real shottas
(Gang)
Load up the clip, and fill it with hollows
No IG, these niggas gon’ follow, aye
Think I’m gon’ fuck on a model
Pourin’ up drank, sip lean out the bottle
Get to the cash and that’s full throttle
Take a lil bitch
And she gon’ suck and swallow
Geeked off the packs
I’m a young trap scholar
Young Diego don’t want nothin’ but dollas
Hit a juug
Then hit the club with my partners
I got that Glock if a nigga want problems
Any problem can get solved with that choppa
Rich nigga shit, I eat steak and lobster
When I buss a juug, I’m talkin’ real proper
My gang up, we ballin’
Got yo’ main bitch callin

Aye, me and my niggas gonna get to the cake
Cause’ that’s just what we on
Hop out that whip
You know it’s exotic when young ice
Nigga can’t hop out no Nissan (Fuck)
Aye, push start, key robotic
Two bitches with me and you just what we on
Ice on my neck leave you cold like Freon
Kick out a bitch and I told the hoe be gone
I’m in the field and I feel just like Deon
(Aye)
Cool ass nigga, but I stay with my heat on
These lil niggas ain’t gettin’ no money
You know you ain’t real, we know you a pee-on
I got them racks, know I stay with a sack
I stay hittin’ juugs
Niggas know what I be on