67 - That's Us lyrics

[Hook: Liquez] x2 Bait face, pull up in disguise Let a n***a know that's us Back that spin out the ride Let a n***a know that's us Corn fly, better know that's us Bodies drop, better know that's us [Verse 1: Liquez] Like all them bootings in the drive n***as already know that's us We been taking trips, we being doing hits There's nothing for you to discuss If I hear there's opps See I be round there in a rush We live life comfy But lately, alie it's been rough Six shots in that .44 And you the 6 gon' buss' Bro got twenty-five in the MAC We gon' crash it off, that's us And we ain't come causing a fuss We get crashin' in the field then dust And that's just us Still out here being bad luck Still out not giving two f**s Still putting guns in trucks Cos only in skengs we trust So you better stay far from us Soon free my drillers, soon free my k**ers Yeah freedoms a must [Hook: Liquez] x2 Bait face, pull up in disguise Let a n***a know that's us Back that spin out the ride Let a n***a know that's us Corn fly, better know that's us Bodies drop, better know that's us [Verse 2: Dimzy] On the most once again And we're revving up somewhere far Loads of amm in the air These times, man's got bare grub in the car I need those shares, I need more lines Anywhere, close or far Smokeski's cutting up white, man's cutting up chalk Bro got bricks like a builder I f** with that peng white girl TT sh**, move your Matilda Trap house living, surrounded by rocks Like Freddy and Wilma This white girl's too peng This white girl don't need no filter Pull up in the opps' stolen trucks And I pull up in my lige one Fifty shots in that mop, that clip is a big one Roll up a big one We put skengs in four door trucks Hoping to hit one, hoping to wig one We put skengs in four door trucks Hoping to hit one, hoping to wig one You don't know all the miles I've done You don't know all the trips I've did You don't know all the stains I've hit You don't know all the packs I've flipped You don't know how the skengs them kick Do road, ten toes in my Nike air kicks I make bands and I save that sh** I make bands and I spend that sh** I make bands and I spend that sh** [Outro] Spend it, gang All of that, all of that, all of that, all of that Free C Rose, free D Rose Free Mental K You get me? Free SJ, gang