Rowdy Rebel - Girl I Miss U lyrics
Chad Marshall [East Flatbush, Brooklyn. USA.] - GS9 -
[Rowdy Rebel - Girl I Miss U lyrics]
I can't ride without my pistol
I can't lie girl I miss you
I'm drinking mud to drown my issues
Blocking out my pain
Tryna paint a different picture
We went to war with a couple of niggas
So niggas got hit with they hoes
We get to clutching on all of our
Poles whenever we pull up to shows
I pop a perc to get in my
Mode and I start pulling the hoes
When I feeling geeked that's
When I get nasty
That's when I'm losing control
I take shrooms to go to the moon
I feel that shit in my soul
We put blues on all our opps
So niggas ain't making it home
If he move then he getting shot
He gotta reap what he sow
If he make me mad I'm dropping a bag
My niggas is tagging his toe
Gg and thotty them niggas on go
Back to back doing hit's on the road
Big body benz but I'm on the low
In and out of the hood when I go
I used to trap in the dead in fasho
Use to flip my lil pack by the store
You know shiesty then we went to war
We up the score
And I'm tweaking when I'm with the gang
My Detroit bitch said it's on the floor
My lil Baltimore bitch acting scared
Every day that bitch out doing fraud
In LA I got caught in a jam
Tryna sneak in the cut with my gun
In Atlanta with both of my twins
So twin I'm bout to go spend me a dub
Pull the benzo to the front
Pop out with a 30 it's tucked
If he move we filling him up
Free thotty you know he gon pop out the cut
I can't ride without my pistol
I can't lie girl I miss you
I'm drinking mud to drown my issues
Blocking out my pain
Tryna paint a different picture
I can't ride without my pistol
I can't lie girl I miss you
I'm drinking mud to drown my issues
Blocking out my pain
Tryna paint a different picture
I can't lie girl I miss you
I'm drinking mud to drown my issues
Blocking out my pain
Tryna paint a different picture
We went to war with a couple of niggas
So niggas got hit with they hoes
We get to clutching on all of our
Poles whenever we pull up to shows
I pop a perc to get in my
Mode and I start pulling the hoes
When I feeling geeked that's
When I get nasty
That's when I'm losing control
I take shrooms to go to the moon
I feel that shit in my soul
We put blues on all our opps
So niggas ain't making it home
If he move then he getting shot
He gotta reap what he sow
If he make me mad I'm dropping a bag
My niggas is tagging his toe
Gg and thotty them niggas on go
Back to back doing hit's on the road
Big body benz but I'm on the low
In and out of the hood when I go
I used to trap in the dead in fasho
Use to flip my lil pack by the store
You know shiesty then we went to war
We up the score
And I'm tweaking when I'm with the gang
My Detroit bitch said it's on the floor
My lil Baltimore bitch acting scared
Every day that bitch out doing fraud
In LA I got caught in a jam
Tryna sneak in the cut with my gun
In Atlanta with both of my twins
So twin I'm bout to go spend me a dub
Pull the benzo to the front
Pop out with a 30 it's tucked
If he move we filling him up
Free thotty you know he gon pop out the cut
I can't ride without my pistol
I can't lie girl I miss you
I'm drinking mud to drown my issues
Blocking out my pain
Tryna paint a different picture
I can't ride without my pistol
I can't lie girl I miss you
I'm drinking mud to drown my issues
Blocking out my pain
Tryna paint a different picture