LifeStyle

Ruben Da Costa

Hop in
Hop out
Better have your Glocks out
Watch out for the cops now
(Life style brazy)
Riding in my 64
And it sit real low
(Life style brazy)
Smoking on buddha
She Blow me like a tuba
(Life style brazy)
And i stay lowkey
Nigga u dont know me

It is what it was
Nigga was my cuz
Then he went and told
And Now he fucked up
Now his luck up
They gone run him up
And if he get caught (caught)
They my cut him up
Cut him like a brick (brick)
But he aint worth shit (shit)
Throw him off the pier
Let him Sleep with the fish
And i told my bitch
Dont speak outta term
That nigga was a snitch
And It could be your turn (turn)

Turn round bend it over
Go on show me what i taught ya
She wanna call me daddy
But i aint even her father
And if i take it further
She might stop eating
Fuck her doggy style
And the bitch stop breathing

Hop in
Hop out
Better have your Glocks out
Watch out for the cops now
(Life style brazy)
Riding in my 64
And it sit real low
(Life style brazy)

Hop in
Hop out
Better have your Glocks out
Watch out for the cops now
(Life style brazy)
Riding in my 64
And it sit real low
(Life style brazy)
Smoking on buddha
She Blow me like a tuba
(Life style brazy)
And i stay lowkey
Nigga u dont know me

I smoke a power bank
I drink like a tank
And if i fuck a bitch
I leave with her thangs
I leave with a bang
My meat on her brains
Bitch like a zombie
She gone eat everything
I treat her the same
Like all these other bitches
Hop in hop out
She might need stitches
Yoh i stretch bitches
Like we doing yoga
My dick in her spine
Almost like she a folder
She gone hold these contents
And i give her options
Head or the chest
In her mouth i cannot miss
knees on her neck
Feel My dick in her stomach
She gone hold these nuts
Like a squirrel in the autumn
Lets get to the bottom
Yoh i love her bottom
Press on her buttons
Squirt out her contents
Bang like its bompton
Nigga i aint fronting
She got a pretty face
So i fuck from the front and

Hop in
Hop out
Better have your Glocks out
Watch out for the cops now
(Life style brazy)
Riding in my 64
And it sit real low
(Life style brazy)
Smoking on buddha
She Blow me like a tuba
(Life style brazy)
And i stay lowkey
Nigga u dont know me

Hang with the gangsters
Nigga i got bangers
Up like a hanger
Fly like a reindeer
Chasing the paper
No time to save her
Cape crusaders
Dont exist where i came from
Where i was raised from
Races and 8 balls
nigga in the trap
Get your cheese
Or get Rat on
Snitches get spat on
Bitches get tapped on
Pull up in a whip then
Straight to the action

Hop in
Hop out
Better have your Glocks out
Watch out for the cops now
(Life style brazy)
Riding in my 64
And it sit real low
(Life style brazy)
Smoking on buddha
She Blow me like a tuba
(Life style brazy)
And i stay lowkey
Nigga u dont know me

Hop in
Hop out
Better have your Glocks out
Watch out for the cops now
(Life style brazy)
Riding in my 64
And it sit real low
(Life style brazy)
Smoking on buddha
She Blow me like a tuba
(Life style brazy)
And i stay lowkey
Nigga u dont know me

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