DIVE OFF

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
Pull up in an airplane, then fly off
Cuss a bitch out [?] knock the [?]
VVS's over here, if it ain't water, nigga dive offf
We the last realest niggas left, shit done died off
Got a spot inside the attic, where I hide soft
Shit guaranteed to come out, [?] can't hide [?]
Niggas [?] brick [?]
[?] getting five off
[?] slide off

[Verse 2: YN Jay]
If I slide down a nigga block, I'm hittin' every house
Throwing bullets, you go one handed like Randy Moss
My young dog trappin' hard as hell at his granny house
Nigga talking 'bout he got a crib, that's your granny house
You ain't got no bed, you be sleeping in your granny couch
Bro just pulled up with a pint of wok, it just made me shout
Bitch ain't sucking dick right, she just made me pout

[Verse 3: Rio Da Yung OG]
I thought the nigga was a plug, he pulled [?] out
Hitting the bitch in the living room, I'm 'bout to break the couch
Home invasion, knock your noodles out, I don't break in houses
I'm off Perc', so right before I nut, is gon' take a hour
Half a gallon of milk, too much lean for a baby bottle
All this ice on, you could skate around me
I ain't tryna sell a gram, too much weight around me
I got killers in the game, they don't play about me

[Verse 4: Louie Ray]
Nigga, go and get some money, don't wait around
Got an explanation for them niggas who ain't around
I got an explanation for this paper [?] around
Bitch better be rich, if she think she can lay around
What the fuck did I invested to 'cause I'm having paper drama
Okay, i checked [?] from Distro', be like eighty thousand

[Verse 5: Rio Da Yung OG]
I got some killers in the joint, disrespect, they'll shank about me
Me, Mike, Louie and Jay got more money than a bank probably
She don't let me fuck, she on her period or it stank probably
Three pints of Wockhardt, cost eight Cartis
[?] nigga i came perform and I hate parties
Everybody got a notebook on them, this a [?] party
[?] gift cards, now I hate [?]
Spent a quarter million on a car, and I can't park it
I got a bad white bitch fake as hell, but she ain't a Barbie
Think you can take my gun from me? Bro, I ain't [?]

[Verse 6: YN Jay]
I just pulled up in a dookie stane, but I ain't farted
Opps tellin' me to calm down, bro, I ain't started
Hop out in the middle of the street, no, I ain't parking
If you call my phone, I ain't answer 'cause I ain't talking
Bro didn't want to do a feature and i came charging'
You got popped up in the field, you a fake sergeant
Put a red beam on your head, but this ain't Target