Maxo Kream, D Flowers - Go lyrics

[Maxo Kream, D Flowers - Go lyrics]

My young niggas tote extentions
Still need they mama permission
Bad as hell, on suspension
But thuggin' in the trenches
They hoppin' in my clicque
Inheritin' my beef
Heard about when I was thuggin'
Maxo see inside the streets lil nigga 13
Got the older niggas plottin' on 'em
Wrinkled ass tee
Even though he got the iron on 'em
Hoppin' out of stolos
Uppin' sticks like pogos
Tre pound and 44s, Algebra
He don't know though rob, rob, kick door
Pray to god that this lick go
Serve raw indo, 20 deep at the Citgo
My shooters so young
They was born in the millennium
Get the job done, gotta problem
Then they killin' em

Got young niggas, young dumb niggas
Go young nigga, go dumb nigga
Got Crip niggas
(cuh-rip) , got Blood niggas (suuwuu)
Some real killers, some drug dealers
Got crash dummies, they blast with me
They'll stash for me, they'll crash for me
Go young nigga, go dumb nigga
Go young nigga, go dumb nigga
Got young niggas, young dumb niggas
Go young nigga, go dumb nigga
Got Crip niggas
(cuh-rip) , got Blood niggas (suuwuu)
Some real killers, some drug dealers
Got crash dummies, they blast with me
They'll stash for me, they'll crash for me
Go young nigga, go dumb nigga
Go young nigga, go dumb nigga

We the young niggas in the trenches
That big brother just mentioned
Don't even post a picture with no money
We comin' to get it
I hit a lick on a sucka
You should've known something was fishy
I fucked that bitch and I blocked her
'cause she always up in my business
I took out that molar like a dentist
Now I got her up in her feelings
On some "Bad Boys" Will Smith shit
I'm on a mission
Fuck the police when they hit the block
We gon' run for them bitches
I should've been in Olympics
The way I be jumpin' them fences
Fuck a detention
I rather fuck with suspension
Niggas been tellin' since elementary
I ain't fuck with no snitches
Hide and go get it I was hunching for bitches
Stealin' from teachers
Shootin' dice behind the bleachers
When it come to the beef and the
Choppa make a nigga Turner like Timmy

Got young niggas, young dumb niggas
Go young nigga, go dumb nigga
Got Crip niggas
(cuh-rip) , got Blood niggas (suuwuu)
Some real killers, some drug dealers
Got crash dummies, they blast with me
They'll stash for me, they'll crash for me
Go young nigga, go dumb nigga
Go young nigga, go dumb nigga
Go young nigga, go dumb nigga
Go young nigga, go dumb nigga
Got young niggas, young dumb niggas
Go young nigga, go dumb nigga
Got Crip niggas
(cuh-rip) , got Blood niggas (suuwuu)
Some real killers, some drug dealers
Got crash dummies, they blast with me
They'll stash for me, they'll crash for me
Go young nigga, go dumb nigga
Go young nigga, go dumb nigga

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