26ar and Rocko Ballin - Maneuver

(Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?)

They say that a young nigga a problem, they don't know what to do with me
I know you stay with a shotta, but I keep like two with me
Pull up and we drenchin' your spot up, better tuck your jewelry
Last nigga got his top bust, told the opps get used to this
She likin' the way I maneuver, he ain't move right, so we left his medulla
Try to run up, you was too stuck, why would you think I ain't come with a ruler?
We a gang, and we packin' your crew up, just caught an opp, I'ma roll me a new blunt
With the gang, and we packin' your crew up, just caught an opp, I'ma roll me a new one (ayy, AR)

Whole 'nother opp in the air, it's a new one (that's a new one)
Hell no, we ain't stressin' no bitch 'round here, get a new one (Treesha)
I seen them guns in your videos, when you gon' use one? (Boom, boom, boom)
You said I switched and I changed but you're really the fool one (hol' on)
But you're really the fool one
Run up in your spot masked up, we gon' shoot up (baow, baow)
And if you fuck with them niggas, that mean you a loser (that mean you a loser, bitch)
Front line, everybody gon' ride, 26, we shooters (that's two-sixty)
Had to Amiri them runners, we ain't wearin' no Pumas
(Amiri, Amiri) we ain't wearin' no-
I was just locked in that cell eatin' tuna
Now they love how a nigga maneuver (uh-huh)
Niggas ain't really on shit, make a fool of ya (at all)
Learned how to shoot by myself, no tutor
Prime time bitch, but I'll probably get your Maybach popped (prime time)
Money on my head, but its way too short (it's short)
You left me in jail, it was way too dark
Anytime a nigga see me, they gon' see stars (AR, AR)

Dior steppin', then we all steppin', we got more weapons than your gang
If we all get 'em, then we gon' wet 'em, yeah, that boy is gonna see his grave
Christian Dior steppin', then we all steppin', we got more weapons than your gang
If we all get 'em, then we gon' wet 'em, yeah, that boy is gonna see his grave (AR)

Drippin' off (drip, drip, drip), bitch, you know what my fit cost (breesha)
Me and my niggas is ready to ball, like we up at the tip-off (yes)
Lift off, get 'em gang, like is you ready to lift off? (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Bitches be dumb (bitches be dumb), they be fuckin' the clique off
I can't fuck if she don't get my dick hard (at all)
That ain't foams, you wearin' those rip-offs (those rip-offs)
Four pound, kickback like a kickoff (boom)
Boy, I'm someone you don't wanna piss off, hol' on (AR)
They gon' say "AR was gon' excel" (uh, huh)
D.E. Make 'em flip like Nextev (boom, boom)
Check his Facebook, we lookin' for "Get well" (get well)
How you up on the 'Gram and can't make bail? (Huh?)
That's crazy (that's crazy)
If you get locked up, don't say me (at all)
And we good, just don't tweak with KG (no way)
Want a feature? Pay me
Got two K's, come play me (come play me)
Off D'USSÉ, feelin' wavy (I'm wavy)
Got guns, like the Navy (like the Navy, bitch)
Got guns, like the, look
Fuck that, we got chops like Iran (like Iran)
Bet you can't name a time that I ran (never)
Move back, if you woo from the V, I'm won't woo back (what?), shoot that
I was totin' and he should've knew that (grrt, bah)
He approached me, and I blew that (grrt, AR)

They say that a young nigga a problem, they don't know what to do with me
I know you stay with a shotta, but I keep like two with me
Pull up and we drenchin' your spot up, better tuck your jewelry
Last nigga got his top bust, told the opps get used to this
She likin' the way I maneuver, he ain't move right, so we left his medulla
Try to run up, you was too stuck, why would you think I ain't come with a ruler?
We a gang and we packin' your crew up, just caught an opp, I'ma roll me a new blunt
With the gang, and we packin' your crew up, just caught an opp, I'ma roll me a new

Christian Dior steppin', then we all steppin', we got more weapons than your gang
If we all get 'em, then we gon' wet 'em, yeah, that boy is gonna see his grave
Christian Dior steppin', then we all steppin', we got more weapons than your gang
If we all get 'em, then we gon' wet 'em, yeah, that boy is gonna see his grave

Written by:
Ahnias Williams

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