[Intro: Jripey]
(Neilaworld)
Uh, 2-25
I say 2-25
I say 2-25, 2-25
(Holiday season, The Commission)
Ah (You could win and it'd still be worth it)
Ah, ah (And it'd still be worth it)
Woah
2025 music, yeah
2025 music, yeah
2025 music, 2025 music, yeah
[Verse 1: Jripey]
We makin' futuristic shit ('Ristic shit)
I don't love these hoes, they don't got no differences (Got no differences)
I ride with switch in my hand, you know I'ma flip that bitch (I'ma flip that bitch)
I ride with switch in my hand, you know I'ma flip that bitch
I ride with a fully, I ride with a stick, yeah, yeah (I ride with a stick)
Go on a run, just know I'ma pop my shit (Pop my shit)
Nigga play with this shit, then you know he gon' die, I scratch you off that list (Off the list)
If we tryna slide, catch you in traffic, run you off the road, leave you in the ditch
Stealin' out of stores, breakin' into houses, I ain't need no code, I ain't need that bitch
Runnin' up these loads, ain't worried 'bout a bitch
Can't get this stick in a bag, that shit right there ain't fit
I rock that all-black swag, I mix it up with Rick
I fuck with that bitch, she bad, that bitch know how to suck dick
That bitch know how to suck dick
That bitch a super freak (She super freak)
She said she wanna fuck like, baby, what you wanna do to me? (What you wanna do to me?)
I know you don't love for real, so, baby, you ain't foolin' me (You ain't foolin' me)
She wanna fuck, she know I'm a vamp, she lovin' all my jewelry
Lovin' all my jewelry
Hah, I'm vamp, I pop out the sky (I pop out the sky)
Niggas actin' like they really with it, you say that it's smoke, then you know you gon' die (You know you gon' die)
I ain't worried 'bout these pussy-ass niggas, they trollin', I know these young niggas be pie (These niggas be pie)
I done rolled up like three blunts back to back, you know that I'm overly fried
Nigga was playin', he overly died (Hah)
He played, he overly died (Hah)
Play with gang, you overly die
Oh, make your mama cry (Yeah, make your mama cry)
With the gang, yeah, we gon' slide (We gon' slide, woah)
Woah, woah (We gon' slide, woah)
Woah, woah (We gon' slide, woah)
Woah, haha, woah (You know what the fuck we did)
[Verse 2: ApolloRed1]
Hit the highway and get off on 12, almost fucked up the traction (Fucked up the traction)
So many bags in the spot, nigga do math, I break down like a fraction (Nigga, I break down)
Fuck them lights and cameras, you see me in person, you know I'm all about action (You know what I'm on)
Fly her from Cali, she come to Atlanta, she fuck with a nigga, she like my accent (On God)
You ain't even know I was livin' like that
You not my ho, why you trippin' like that? (Ho, you fired)
Pour up some red, I don't be sippin' like that
Fuck a GPS, niggas know where I'm at (Know where I'm at)
Two-Glock shawty, go back to back (Two-Glock)
You say that you havin', go rack for rack (On God)
Magic trick, go catch a hat
I been shootin' shit, you better check the stats (On God)
[Verse 3: Yasaff]
I'm with Apollo, I'm with Apollo (Apollo)
Tell 'em, "Don't bring your ho," tell 'em, "Don't bring your ho"
Yeah, I'm with Swervo, yeah (Swerve), I'm with Swervo (Swerve)
Pull up, we uppin' the score (Score), pull up, we uppin' the score (Score)
You know that I'm uppin' it
Got this fye in my hand, I ain't tuckin' it (Tuckin' it)
Fuck that bitch from the back, said she lovin' it (Lovin' it)
Shawty a rat, this shit get ugly (Ugly)
Feel like Pluto, I'm sippin' on bubbly (Bubbly)
Got security, no, you ain't touchin' me (Touchin' me)
Know I walk with my fye in public (Public)
Play, you know you gon' die, you try this shit (Try this shit)
Know you gon' die
Know you gon' die, know you gon' die (Die)
Why would you try? Why would you try?
Know you gon' die, know you gon' die, know you gon' die, yeah
25 Music was written by Jripey & Yasaff & ApolloRed1.
25 Music was produced by Neilaworld.