Yoo Ali - Neighbors

My neighbors slide vettes and shit
Yo neighbors still slide impala
My neighbors go up that fye
Yo neighbors go duck and holler
My neighbors don't give no fuck who with you they gone start a problem
Bet not show that blick up in this party all my niggas robbers
He gone die if he come outside
We ain't going live built in shit on 45s boy
If you hear me coming down your street know this a loud toy
40 mm gen on me this ain't calboy
We ain't going live
What's in my hand this shit a 45
She tried talking down came with my own cash bitch you tried
I can't love her now I'm in my own lane out of mind
Shit you out of time ram it up I'm doing fine
Ran up 40 just off legal dough and I wasn't even trying
I came in with some shit to leave a hole
Might leave your ass dying
He try to take some shit might bless his soul
Get put up I can't let em shine
My neighbors slide vettes and shit
Yo neighbors still slide impala
My neighbors go up that fye
Yo neighbors go duck and holler
My neighbors don't give no fuck who with you they gone start a problem
Bet not show that blick up in this party all my niggas robbers
He gone die if he come outside
We ain't going live built in shit on 45s boy
If you hear me coming down your street know this a loud toy
40 mm gen on me this ain't calboy
My neighbors gone spend the block
Yours gone turn the other cheek
Your neighbors gone run they mouth
My neighbors gone bust your teeth
My neighbors gone up the score
Your neighbors placed underneath
My neighbors gone get them gone
Yall been holding that for weeks
He not a Gansta but he caught a body
Did too much and now he squirming on the ground Scotty Hotty
Thinking this shit Call of Duty they gone catch you in the lobby
Catch you in that steamer like yo ass beefing with Ricky Bobby
Catch you in that steamer why the fuck you beef with Ricky Bobby
Bullets went and put that boy in shape like he done did Pilates
Have your closest nigga cross you out like we illuminati
Have your closest nigga cross you out I'm talking Hand-Me-Downs
Type to smile in your face boy you bet not turn around
Type that you can't be around
Type to make you leave the town
My neighbors they good with them sticks they went to Morris Brown
My neighbors slide vettes and shit
Yo neighbors still slide impala
My neighbors go up that fye
Yo neighbors go duck and holler
My neighbors don't give no fuck who with you they gone start a problem
Bet not show that blick up in this party all my niggas robbers
He gone die if he come outside
We ain't going live built in shit on 45s boy
If you hear me coming down your street know this a loud toy
40 mm gen on me this ain't calboy
Nigga play with me he'll be on 48
he must bought some weed from the gang he talking bout smoking 8s
Had to walk his ass down had him running like a race
Smoke em
Hawk em
Get him and him too
Hate I had to burn a nigga smoke his ass fire place
Play with me you gone die put that shit on Gia Rain
Had me praying all night that shit make it back on the plane
UPTHERE I stamp that
Had to walk his ass down
Pockets fat like sumo
Kicking shit like Goku
Sliming shit like GEICO
Snatch yo soul like lipo
Snipe him with that rifle
Put that on the bible
Put him UPTHERE just like pluto
Smoke him like a preroll
Roast him baked potato
Bake him like cakeo
My bestfriend a Drakeo
Turn him to an angel
You know we don't play fair
Pull up at the daycare
Woke him like a nightmare
Woke em
Walk em
Hawk em
Tape em
Squeeze
Smokey

Written by:
Antino Roberson, Fredrick Cunningham

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