Destiny Dreamsz Moore - Bonnie & Clyde

I just wanna know
Is you riding or what?
I got you
You got me?
Let’s get it
I’m ya Bonnie you my Clyde
Stacking chips we beat the odds
Go against us they gon die
Yea
(Go against us they gon die, Yea)
If you wit it we gon slide
Riding shotgun wit my guy
And we talking homicides
(And we talking homicides)
I’m ya Bonnie you my Clyde
Stacking chips we beat the odds
Go against us they gon die
Yea
(Go against us they gon die, Yea)
If you wit it we gon slide
Riding shotgun wit my guy
And we talking homicides
(We talking homicides)
I was like BOOOOM
When I stepped into the room
He watched as I approached him
Put my hand right on his jewels
Whispered in his ear
Like Daddy can you keep a secret
My treasure’s hidden in this box and you can keep it
Rolling with my crew
Ice me out I like that too
I like riding in them phantoms
Tryna disappear wit u
I kneeled down in my seat
Baby now I like the view
He unstrapping my chest
Revved me up I’m talking vroooomm
A bag to get I get it
I want a baller nigga
Shoot ya shot wit precision
Im lying in court right wit ya
I want it all, for you and me so ima strive for it
They go against us & we stopping all they lives for it
Yeah
No weapon formed against us gon prosper
These niggas out here beefing over bread and we getting lobsters
Yea
Let’s get it
Aye
I’m ya Bonnie you my Clyde
Stacking chips we beat the odds
Go against us they gon die
Yea
(Go against us they gon die, Yea)
If you wit it we gon slide
Riding shotgun wit my guy
And we talking homicides
(And we talking homicides)
I’m ya Bonnie you my Clyde
Stacking chips we beat the odds
Go against us they gon die
Yea
(Go against us they gon die, Yea)
If you wit it we gon slide
Riding shotgun wit my guy
And we talking homicides
(We talking homicides)
Uhh ohh, it’s looking like we beat the case
I had his back when he was boxed
Them squares up out our space
That’s my king
I’m gon protect him to the death of me
(To the death)
If there’s a problem I got knights all to the left of me
(They on my left)
Protect they queen they gon spray all in ya chest for me
(All in ya chest)
He move just like a priest he gon lay em all to rest for me
Cash rules everything around me
Cream
Get the money
Don’t ever be a fool for it
The haters got exposed
The fakes got hung they fold
I told you ain’t no love here
This just how the story goes
When you broke they all surround you
Dogs be hounding you
But when you at the top
They wanna drag you down a few
I’m ya Bonnie you my Clyde
Stacking chips we beat the odds
Go against us they gon die
Yea
(Go against us they gon die, Yea)
If you wit it we gon slide
Riding shotgun wit my guy
And we talking homicides
(And we talking homicides)
I’m ya Bonnie you my Clyde
Stacking chips we beat the odds
Go against us they gon die
Yea
(Go against us they gon die, Yea)
If you wit it we gon slide
Riding shotgun wit my guy
And we talking homicides
(We talking homicides)
(Homicides)

Written by:
Destiny McCall

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